He is the love of the moon ,Blooming in my rusty coarse memory lane in the night time ,White tintedin the shimmery golden moonlight ,Unveils underthe blue wary ,Sleeping as whitemorning glory. Saw the moths native bees and bats on his petals ,Terrified , they willdegrade him fortheir luscious nectar ,Can’t sway awayto entincting fragranceContinue reading “Moonflower (poetry)”
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Imprisoned
Know my mind isa closed cage ,I am bounded by your invisible chains ,I tried to run I know this would hurt ,Cracks in the walls but no light gets in ,Maybe you were never what you showed maybe I was imagining ,What was my crime to get punished ,this brutally ? ,But you neverContinue reading “Imprisoned”
Curious Painter
Golden tint over my canvas ,An artist is nothing besides his madness ,Wrote you a sonnet , wrote you a poem wrote you many stanzas ,My words could never do fair play for you ,Aesthetically ,World applauds my art but for you I am always curious painter. The north star in my constellation ,The protagonistContinue reading “Curious Painter”
End March Rain
I wore the old cardiganit has started to snow ,Now I see the Aprilsun starting to approach ,and I see a guest arrivingat my door ,I saw the black cloudsin the sky I saw blaringstorm ,As a lover of snow ,It gives me endlesshope ,It gives me the momentjoy and endless pain ,Nothing gives hopeslikeContinue reading “End March Rain”
Papertowns ( poetry fantasizing about person )
In my story love conquers all ,It was warm spring it camedown to fall ,With you in my mind I havecrossed the bridges andmiles I have traveled ,I hung in the air stillkeep building the castle ,I am in hope some otherway some other day ,You will go and unwillingI have started the countdown ,IfContinue reading “Papertowns ( poetry fantasizing about person )”
The one that got away
They call me one that got awayLike I was their hero ,Like I was first sun ray ,Like they did everything in their power to make their hero win ,They like allow me totouch like first sun ray deep into under their skin ,They call me one that got away ,Like they never made meContinue reading “The one that got away”
Reverie ( Poetry about letting go of your dreams )
I hit the note perfectly ,Can’t help myself from falling for something most ardently ,I tried hard failed even worst I tried to run from the window down the street ,My own forte felt like foreign aesthete ,Aside the lake behindall the colourful flowers ,I know I know I have wasted days I can notContinue reading “Reverie ( Poetry about letting go of your dreams )”
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