If the sun is in redbud leaves and feeling mounts the tapered stairway to the heart then it must be October. I, like silence that hovers between the eye and cloud struggle to make meaning; must we adhere to unfed hope when anguish in all its glory succeeds to write a new chapter? How is … Continue reading October when shaded leaves pirouette and fall
Endlessly the buds and leaves echo what's left of longing as I lie beneath dark and dismal night. I wish to drown what was once harbored lest thoughts of you kiss jaded lips never have I felt you closer yet so far from me. Photo credits: Pinterest Posted for Quadrille #65 @ dVerse Pub And … Continue reading The Plain Sense of Things
It's the colour that beguiles beyond a reasonable doubt lends ardor to the curve of eloquent lips eliciting hue from lofty trees and sun's eclipse. It whispers and smiles when we blush about when heart has unraveled all her secrets out. Red, as nectar from pomegranate benignly drips would that we win war of senses and … Continue reading If not to live enamoured by life then why?
Temptation in a manner of deprecating one's worth is a dangerous thing, where is poetry that puts uncertainty to sleep? Wisps of ache and ephemeral clouds make their way into the passageway of my heart must we adhere to limitations set by society and fall apart? where is poetry that rebels and soars with careless wings? … Continue reading Knowing resistance: would that the heart leapt further
Quickly the blushing leaves in September murmured amongst each other as feeling makes its way into my heart at grey twilight. I wish to be the name on parted lips when world will slowly fade and sky comes rushing down to kiss the earth. Photo credits: Pinterest Posted for Quadrille #64 @ dverse pub … Continue reading Since flower, nor stone, nor depth of the raging sea
September clouds shyly smile, descend as season shifts from green to gold bathing anguished land in hope, it begins with whisper eliciting dreams from rustling leaves I can hear the wind sing. Photo credits: Pinterest Form: Nonet Posted on Sunday Mini-Challenge @ Real Toads & Posted on the poetry pantry @ Poets United
I solemnly smile and try not to hide as courage washes upon shore during the storm. The constant thrashing of my heart can be heard as wisdom pours from mouth of a seashell, am I to draw close to the unsung while dreaming of days when I was poised and confident? Believe chance is a … Continue reading On the other side of the ocean