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Thousand Wounds

Thousand Wounds prose poem

Thousand wounds beneath my heart Covered velvet cloth Never expressed on the face Hidden by thousand smiles At times laughs loudly Hides in pretentious way No clue to others Am a smiling fellow But footsteps of Attu Frighten me in

Midnight Thoughts

Midnight Thoughts short poem

Melancholic – she be described He says, turn the curve my child Dances she, feet on thorn Refashion thy scorn Darkness, she, into the wild Beloved, behold – nature beguiled Cries she – eyes dry Withhold, let me sigh Not

Symphony Of A Thousand Worlds

Symphony Of A Thousand Worlds long poem

A sleight of the hand, a melodramatic move; Fate plays its final hand, A royal flush established, a victorious counter-move. Or was it simply you, in tandem with candor? Your misdemeanor forgotten, Simply an existential demeanor? How do you plead,

Wandering Thoughts Of A Poet

Wandering Thoughts Of A Poet short poem

Always you are mine like a hallowed shrine love season is so fine as you are my sunshine My longing is to fly with you very high in the steamy blue sky what an astounding try Your eyes are blue

Quiet Night Loud Thoughts

Quiet Night Loud Thoughts short poem

As the rain drops beat against the transparent glass of my encompassment yet evoking such peace, how I also yearn for a piece. My mind rumbles in all this mumble, a familiar mania, an ambiguous source of my insomnia. How