Painting By My Words

Painting By My Words short poem

Photo by HarshLight


I have a few words to soothe you,
I have them ONLY for YOU,
Presenting them to you,
To flatter you, to make you feel blessed!

I have a few words, to curl on your face,
I have them ONLY for YOU,
Presenting them to you,
To beautify you, to make you feel young!

Think that I am a drop of water,
To quench your thirst,
Think that I am the Sky above you,
To make you fly,
Think that I am a painter,
And I am painting you,
For I know that I can,
PAINT WITH WORDS AS WELL!

Rate the poem
1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (1 votes, average: 3.00 out of 5)
We are posting your rating...

Have something to say about the poem?

Raghuvir L. Chary

Signup / Login to follow the poet.
ADMIRER OF BEAUTY IN ALL FORMS! I WISH TO UNDERSTAND ALMIGHTY GOD AND BE ONE WITH HIM, YET SUBORDINATE TO HIM TO SERVE HIM IN DIFFERENT WAYS.
Poems you will love

Give your feedback / review for the poem

Be the First to Comment & Review poem!

Notify of
avatar
wpDiscuz

My Silent Plant

My Silent Plant short poem

Part of my family, you’ve always been. Earth is our house; the flower pot is Eden. We are a union of Chlorophyll and melanin. Chlorophyll gives you an ever-green colour. Melanin determines my skin colour. I still however, don’t know

My Husband

My Husband short poem

My morning starts With your energetic smile… My night ends With your sweet kisses… My evening passes With your soulful hugs… My afternoons are Like your burning desire… My life started With my parents… And it will going to End

Common Words

Common Words short poem

Common everyday words Meaningless words of nothing Overused shadows in a blind world We have to escape from them We have to reinvent another worldwide language Meaningless words Meaningless peoples They frightened us Because they belong to the ugliness We

Mystery Within My Seizure: Who Are You?

Mystery Within My Seizure: Who Are You? long poem

Mystery within my seizure: Who are you? Who are you? Why are you leaving? Where are you going? I uttered these words during a seizure. Imagining you puts my mind under pressure. Searching for your identity is like a hunt

My Love

My Love long poem

My love I saw you and my mind changed I lost words right in your eyes Found love in your eyes You completely turned my words of hatred to that of love You’re my foreign land because every time I