Counting Heads at my Funeral
A flower rusted out of time - I sleepCounting heads gathered at my eve. What needed always - a truthI am mating,For I was born and waiting. The shore shows…
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March 22, 2022
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Little ashes of thoughts
Stays somewhere little ashes of thoughts,drowning in the middle of some stray stars,alone but surrounded by meaningless bushesof burdens. A walking thoughtstarts running on some unknown roadsirritated, and hopelessly trying…
January 9, 2022
Beyond the Realities of this world | Poem
Beyond the realities of this world,Beneath the quilt of imagination,a warm and placid life stays. Smitten life craves peaceand dies in the search of alternatives,But a smile introduced by imaginationis…
January 8, 2022
Tell me the way she headed | Love & Poetry
O,’ sand-and-dulls in her sandalswhat you need you tell mebut tell me the way she headedfor eyes didn’t tell when our gaze mated.
November 23, 2021
His Ultimate departure and Her Painful Heart | Poem
Before the early birds could sing a love song,Collecting the monumental lure of her love,He left her marooned in demise for long. She, who weighs priceless in heavens,Awaits in disguise,…
September 14, 2021
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Love Poem | The Presence is You
Listen Here In the glare of little sunshine,In blossoms of pink daffodils,With buckets of happiness,Presence is you. It's youin the first rain to the fists,In the closed eyes of the…
August 29, 2021
“Poem | Time & The Ligneous Cannister”
A pampered box of wood -scratched, cut, and demolishedstands in the corner of my heart.still to be noticed, silenced to be heard. It holds the memories, raw and baked,tiny and…
August 27, 2021