Seasons’ waltz…
At winter’s nightfall, Fall’s last remains shine brightly… Come, oh come springtime!
Category: poetry
Wander…
Wander, wander Wander away… There’s no reason, Poor little soul, to stay. Here everything Is awfully grey… There’s no reason to revel, No ground to play. Spread your wings wide, Fly far, faraway… You can always, think Of coming back Someday.
Escape…
Say, where’s the way out, Of this loophole we’re stuck in? I need to escape.
Empty…
How empty Can an aching Soul be? Trapped in A golden cage Oh, so shiny. Silence pours From your Widened pupils, Quiet scream As your essence Slowly spills… You peal The layers off Your onion heart, Not knowing if You wish for The end or a fresh new start… Can I hold your hand? I…… Continue reading Empty…
Hearts and toys… (January 22nd FFF)
I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date the year before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided to participate… So…… Continue reading Hearts and toys… (January 22nd FFF)
Hidden beauty….
Hidden beauty, Precious gem… There you are And here I am. Silent observer Of the littlest of things. You give ‘’cuteness’’ Its very true meaning… Yet you didn’t ask To be looked upon. You just stay there As time goes on. Keep your true colors Shining through, As we need beauty, Just like you.
Oasis on the wall…
Is there Still, an outsideOut there?I wonder,Staring at the oasisFramed on the plaster.But I doubt,As you may too,Please kid us not.Just whisper softlyThe virus won’t beat us,Life’s waiting for us patiently. Hopefully.
Blur…
Blacks and whites Blending into greys…Winter’s quite the mystery,Wouldn’t you say?Trying to grasp The very soul of the storm,Riding on the highwayFar away from home…Staring the beast in the eyes,As it might occur.I suddenly feel uncannily familiarWith that untamed blur…
Fifty shades… (December 18th FFF)
I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading Fifty shades… (December 18th FFF)
Little bird…
. Little bird, You flew so high, Your pointy beak Almost pierced the sky… But it was dangerous, That you didn’t know. As, little bird, you just flew With the flow. So you reached higher And burnt your wings, Your frail body Unexpectedly falling… They picked you up Put you in a cage, For once…… Continue reading Little bird…
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