Poetry
A friend for life.
Sometimes I look at you, Not taking off that gaze, Upon you I place my sight. Just to think, How fortunate and blessed I
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Sometimes I look at you, Not taking off that gaze, Upon you I place my sight. Just to think, How fortunate and blessed I
The divine is tangible the body a temple the legs spires the hands feathers the eyes stain -glassed hues Prayer As a shawl falls
Nobody knows it’s empty, The smile that I wear. The real one is gone by the time that no longer exists. Because I left you
Measurable volume empty space Sun has risen, hours passed Since the last few patrons laughed then left Distinctive timber presence remain Juke joint slumber, eerie
The hearts of those shining bright Find peace and hope viewing the sunshine On the most graceful beast’s streaming hair Celebrating the beauty of the
When I withdraw from the roster of worldly duties when I’m with myself cawing of crows bothers me more than before. I like to bombinate.
What exactly have I done so wrong? I have listened to his cries and please I have tried to understand all of his Hopes, dreams
He decided to write her…. Dear Sweets, I never thought the time we shared could be so little, yet your image is still vivid in
Timid And scared. There I lie. I can’t breathe, Nor can I tell you why. Im gasping for oxygen, Like there’s nothing more I could
The beautiful melody of silence Keeps me occupied When alone Enjoying solitude! The melodious silence Speaks volumes Of meaningful and meaningless ideas Passes mind
I went to the waters, Salty myself, Saw a line, Between the seas and heavens, And thought to myself- Maybe, maybe That is where we
Missing is a feeling that connotes So many things; Anxiety tinged emotions bound Quite tightly by life’s strings Or maybe just a tiny miss, when
I stand by a wicked smile. Holding grudges over desert lines. Gods being menaced by moths and flies. Veils fail to save when the evil
What was her favorite color? Was it the brown in your eyes? Or Was it the pink in your smile? Was it the black that
If you’re too green For a place, Everyone can feel it. As sure as self is Close to the entrance A walled chasm Of separation
If the stars Do not exist on earth Both day and night will be so bright And they will lose Their values. So they travel
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Raindrops Love is in the silver drops liquid paradise fresh invigorating slice water heals our spirit revives our magician inside! writing and typing side by
Gypsy of flowers The winds carry many showers, flowers of petal towers swaying with life’s handshakes, writing in meadows with light shades. Curtains of sunlight
Spring’s Water My love for spring the flowers sing my heart aches for petals to love to see the blue sky and the soft birds
The season is relaxing washing in on ocean waves the sand captures tender land escapes drapes of quiet look rest is special test captivates our