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I Captivated thee first in my arms Then thy submission of self is not at all strange I blossom flowers upon that countenance So seeing me loveliness of gardens appears thereon I, fail to recognize my own self then When
Day’s beautiful moment starts at dawn, It finds me in the mysterious hands of night. It’s loveliness does not fade, when the sun rises. A day starts with a freshness of the dawn, It brings a ray of hope, which
The mother of mothers Your statue remains a reminder A memory that penetrates through all The more you are seen, the much more Your love is felt and judicious dreams are built. Brevity is not for the lions only, In
=========================================== A story of the glory—– especially if you’re a tyke—– of how to help your clueless parents distinguish between being childish, or the so much better…. child-like! While barely at the age of three quite the clever lad, indeed,
I set out on a voyage, to unfold, unearth the myriad layers of the secrets that creation hides behind each speck, each face. My heart went into raptures at the prodigious loveliness of what I saw! Pretty, smiling faces, eyes
One haunting night, I traversed alone in a dark and lonely forest. The stars above did their best to guide me, But the canopy of branches blocked their light. The sorrow-filled cries of wolves filled the silence, And my heart
Listen closely. Do you hear it? Do you hear the song of the caged bird? Listen harder. Listen to her yearning. Listen to her cries from being locked away for years on end. She wants to be set free. She
Southern skies kissed with blue sapphire the backdrop, framing the moment Golden sun the yellow diamond set in blue Gentle my friend, gently at peace upon the sand of white when the moment washes over the soul, slowly, gently Lapping
When speed overtakes you, incision on black marble crashes. Before the moonrise your bygone sister falls in your arms crying. Baby death had jumped from the second floor to meet the earthquake of icy forgetfulness in wild fire. A landslide
I am serenity … standing here flowing… Seeking justice… Seeking peace… Pronounced with calm breaths… fearing not the chaos of the hatred armor and fists you bear… My face of clarity speaking with unspoken words… Yet loudly, stance proudly… with
The wait begins adorned with symbols for shadow to fall between hope and pretension. The moon will talk when the dew returns and clouds are hiding. He will come in a black cloak for a final assault with broken promises.
There is far too much evil in this long misused world, too much force-fed fear. Too many bent and broken lives adrift on a torrent of tears. Too many innocent children being brainwashed in too many crowded halls. Pointless graffiti
Mid way up the mountain, I turned around. A solace breezed through the clouds, now older. This sudden amnesia covered in snow. This reoccurring season, was I ever changed. Now grown with age. The jagged edge between my fingers. I
Night The night is so strong it pulls you in like a shark into the deep water You can’t just dip your feet in because it cries primordial order Places in your mind are still until darkness is your midnight
The sun comes up and the sun goes down. Spring Has turned into autumn and now all the leaves Are falling to the ground. White laced woman When will all your dreams come true? Broken Hearted she cries “I know
We hike till the bright sky turns to a murky night. Smiling with delight as we hike. Each of us filled to the brim with happiness, while enjoying life to the fullest. We hike in delight and in dislike. We
Billions of billboards and floods of commercials Bombard and pollute young minds and our values Where social vices overwhelm visual material So, what are standards of beauty and virtue? Is beauty really only skin deep, let the young ones judge.
have hit a writers block I guess, am not finding any inspiration to write something about the world anymore, or maybe I am concentrated too much on my own world. I have to bring order to chaos somehow, bring sanity
Many of us will not experience the fabulous life, while a select few have heaven on earth, the gleam,the glamour we see on tv seems not right, when most live their lives like they are cursed, the rich stay rich
‘Don’t create fog’, covering truth, people say, afraid of fog, For me, the invisible beauty, nothing to cover, but be here, With me, at least in the morning and evening, as my love, To cover ourselves, as we walk, embracing
She was empty but filled with guilt and remorse She wanted to escape from her hell A hell she created herself The fire was burning, screams filled her world Consumed by her hatred and jealousy She begged for forgiveness, She
Happiness! Happiness! Oh! Happiness! Where are thou? You were with me, when I was in primary school, though I never thought much of you, You followed me to secondary school, there also I didn’t recognize you, You were a friend
The shepherd stood on the field, frail, He knew not what to do when and why, As the wrathful sun did steep down, The confused chap followed his humble sheep. Then one man neared and asked his name, He gasped
Gummy stew of my intellect Something cooked too long Failed to set, failed to meet The approval of the master chef But even at the brink of the bin I bounce back brimming with A poisonous vengeance, say You’ve been
I feel you running inside muscles along sinews mixed into joints moving with me along bones and marrow rippling all along my surfaces and in my flesh and life hovering strands of you intertwined in my energy As I sit
In the tiny truths behind the hidden words and blood streaked cheeks, you drink ozone in deep layers. I will count all my sins and light the candles in a row. On the pillow of moon, night slept in half-slumber.
On an evening I sat near the shore And watched the waves as they came and went back. I saw the setting sun in the far horizon, The orange -red rays splattered across, Giving the sky a heavenly look. The