Amy Poems

Reading your thoughts through the words on my screen You gave me the courage to open up and believe Your blonde hair and blue eyes led me to the door of your soul Deeper than you and I could ever

Staring at the ceiling, counting the cracks in the wall, at times, silence gets too loud! So i ask myself,”why me”? My inner self replies,”someone had to come to the hem of hell, To witness the truth and tell the

An instant explosion a title wave oh its burning up inside! What did you expect a pat on the back? Nothing is as it seems with masks parading every where no realness in this realm. Its all make believe nothing

The partly clouded sky above your head, The partly wet grass under your naked feet, Those few droplets of rain, the hidden sun, Aren’t these enough to breathe in the sorrow and misery? Let them lose themselves in your lungs

A perfect breeze and a crystal blue sky, Speckled with colors of kites flying high. A little beyond, the rainbow smears its color On the Prussian Blue Kite that glides in valor. The crowd beneath rejoice and cheer, As his

He walks down cobbles and blows bubbles for a pilgrimage of constant troubles, closing doors to tax men, running for milk floats, shunning almighty bible bashers, paints the flags of east London fascists Charlie chicken soup with a head like

These lips felt a first kiss These lips tasted chocolate and lipstick These lips pressed against a windowpane… My lips smart from the sting of cold winter’s air My lips so parched; dry; chapped…the hot summer sun left it there

So here I am again laying in our bed. Wishing you could see me, but you cant ’cause I’m dead. I try to scream, but make no sound. You say goodbye as my tears hit the ground. You never even

The child in his arms was such a precious gift, her sweet loving smile would make his heart lift. Born into a love that none could compare with her baby blue eyes framed with curly blonde hair. Conceived and born

He Ignited Minds of many, And gave them Wings of Fire, His life portrayed many a Turning Points, Having said this, Even I want to be a Kalam! Through his vision – India 2020 He aimed to Target 3 Billion,

Standing in the among the ruins of what Used to be a thriving little gold fever town I swore I heard music and laughter coming From the half-moon saloon, I walked around But nobody could be found still I could

When it comes to you landing gently in your soul, and plants its loving seed. How do you accept? With a heart full of gracious thanks that wipe away all those long, dark and lonely nights. Or treat it with

I have learned how to swim how could this be? you warned me if I played with water life is no guarantee you attempted to explain, how every time you swim it feels like life has but opened a new

I was traveling so fast Trying to reach end of the light Going faster than shooting star I wanna reach in to my self The one I left behind Praying in heaven’s name to clear up my mind All I

I was on a lookout for a dame, to be as bright as sunshine, for tying a knot and to enjoy the life to the brim Alliance for the marriage came in plenty Her first appearance made me so happy

I awake from my slumber as beauty calls my name. My eyes reach for the wooden roof That rest above the clouds. They were adjusting From my dreams which occupied my mind My ears are terrified From the silence made

Walking in the bush, late in the afternoon: Spring winding trails Among Plantae et Animalia. An independent world —Sort of realm of alien species Welcomes your senses with a storm of small flies (genus Drosophila) Which playfully floods the air,

Oh beloved mother, my concierge and my friend… This is a little tribute for all what you are, for all what you mean to me… Creator of the world created you with inundation of courage… I salute you for your

The flower blossoms, the raindrops touch the petals, rainbow hugs the sky, wind blows in rhythm, the divine souls dance on the earth, the sky claps at all…. when the ice of sentiments melts in between me and you you

A trigger found so I will write.. So much to say and the canvas is white. Days are passing like a fast forwarded song.. But this moment right now, it seems to be long. So many plans to prove the

Oh, you. You with your eyes. A golden brown. A deep forest green. They’re an abyss that I become lost in…repeatedly. You’re my panacea. A serendipity that is beyond lovely. Your presence sends a ripple effect of warmth throughout me.

He returned empty hands. Death was casually running around on charred bodies. Was lank poetry of a ruthless god. The house was on fire after selling its children. The days were becoming longer than life. Casus belli, whom do you

What you did was nowhere near the ugly boundaries of worseness I love you, O my heart, know this, My lips, cherry red, desire your kiss I’ll hug you warmly, and your tears I’ll dry, With a heart of love

Pharmacist’s pantry or landlord’s larder, choices aplenty for a mind so disposed. Maximum dosage to test the boundaries, roulette wheel silently spinning. Senses slither away like an exposed serpent, seeking the shapelessness of the shadows. The comforting numbness of certain

When that tall and beauty smiled at me When her sparkling eyes pierced through When her hand shook mine When she confessed her Love to me I was an inch away touching the heavens in Ecstasy We were the couple

At first I suppose there was the thought of how things used to be; and over time, how things are now. Like the time I thought about a childhood friend named Dennis, and how I would have loved to see

Your presence to us is a predicament So heartless, merciless, egoist and selfish You never care about our feelings You never respect us, but all you care is how much you will manipulate your powers What a distress creature! Your

South America we’re up so high a kind of disintegratory layer some alchemist’s dream elements penetrating each other a stink of stone flows from the window I’ve been sick a week my flight left the only person who speaks to

You are my life. … Who gives me hope.. .. At each step … And keeps me warm. …. At my heart. …. And makes me feel.. .. To be so special. … I really cannot explain. .. The place

Very often we seek love, warmth, caress, inspiration and motivation to move on. Very often we ask for guidance if not from God then from men to confirm our decisions. Very often we struggle to live through heartaches of solace

Respect life, it is the only one you have Respect yourself, because YOU are God’s miracle Respect your parents; they may not be there for long Respect every human being, irrespective of their status in life You never know, whom

Do you envision a creeping fear climbing the minaret to reach the moon? A debate has started between believers and non-believers. Why not he who lives in eternal emptiness climbs down and settles the dispute of hymns in the scortching

Who are you, and why are you here? I am your security, your protector and your safety blanket. We will start this age of discovery and wonderment together, Pausing only to sleep and refuel our curiosity. Who are you, and

I am a beautiful man though once I was an ugly boy worms split at the advance of my sneakers they knew what was coming I never shared chocolate turned sour to spite me this is no caterpillar and cocoon

Give me a cup laced with poison, little cobra’s kiss graveyard……………. she is sleeping under the tree……. remembering the days of togetherness, kisses deep with a candle, unending……………… desire me, trap me…….surround me let me face my destiny…. cannot escape as

On a wrinkled trajectory the blood averts to abstract remission, I am out of place in time and history. Try to nudge the jumping ants with their cyberweapons ready to strike the antique nectaries of judgements. The predators were coming.

That yellow moon haunts me again and overleaps my sleep. I do not dare to walk in the graves of your eyes. The palace has broken. Mere suffering was not sufficient. You have to wince with pain for a crucified

Impossible emptying my head of every bent phrase… The misshapen past crooked and crass –unrepentant lunar lit boyhood errant I against your shallow affect denial (my own story you dare edit or silence because every unacknowledged event is one erased

When she came in Through the door he Forgot to latch after The paid one had left, He was boiling water For the ginger lime tea, to Keep the black dogs of Last night, off his head. Amused at her

Missing: The perfect guy if found contact me you’ll know where i’ll be just look into his eyes and you’ll see. he’s about six feet tall, he’s a lair in love with football, treat you to nice meals and never