Nature’s silent message.
Ridges of snow. White is beauty In an ugly world. -Solomon-
Tag: Deep Poetry
DEAD WRITERS AND POETS
Then I read a BIBLE
LOVE had to be crucified so we all could live.
Thorns to the neck, he bled
Carried our cross instead
Then nailed to it like a thief
A wild dog, A worthless being.
One by one the nails went deep
Deep in the hands and feet.
And LOVE looked us all in the eye
Forgave our sins, our dirty sins.
And breathed his last.… Read More DEAD WRITERS AND POETS
LIGHTS
‘Moonlight’ The tall dark slender shadows The contrast between deep and shallow Chirping crickets, death’s silence Remind me that never shall I be in your presence Maybe in the afterlife…… ‘Starlight’ The tiny little silverlings that line the sky The breeze on clear nights, the air so dry The depth, the distance between Is… Read More LIGHTS
Dancing with an angel
For karma holds has a different agenda.
One where we don’t write our story but only read it.
An agenda only the Force can change.… Read More Dancing with an angel
Falling Leaves Of Sadness
Leaves once green and succulent, Now dry and brown. One by one they fall, Only for the wind to carry round and round. And in the storm those leaves float Hoping to find self, hoping to find you. The joys that fill the cups of this world, Only empty the cup that is this heart.… Read More Falling Leaves Of Sadness
TRUE DEPTH
But my promise is that I’ll wait.
And slowly undress those layers.
And when our souls are finally naked,
The stars will dance to the tune of this love… Read More TRUE DEPTH
QUESTIONS
Why don’t the stars remind me of the beauty that is life?
Why I crave for a love so far away.
Why I long for warm embrace.
And why it all seems so far away!… Read More QUESTIONS
HOPE
I see the storms forming above;
Yet fear I see not in your eyes.
By the day you face the darkest of fears
And the wait by night as the pain dries.
In you a ruthless Viking I see,
I see footprints all over this valley of tears.… Read More HOPE
THESE WORDS
With these words rose the sun,
The scintillating rays penetrating this dense canopy
Shining a beautiful gold upon these dark times
And as the ants came out of their hills,
The breeze in the air was gay and clear.
THE PLAGUE
Heads turn in disgust, while eyes mock my presence. And hearts, they build these walls. Walls I shall climb for eternity, never getting in. The plague that I am, Hurts me, but above all those I care about the most Even before we meet. The plague that I am, The curse that I bear Will… Read More THE PLAGUE
