Category: Poems
Paint my life with florals. With all the joy they bring. Paint my life with florals. So it may feel like spring. Paint my life with florals. In autumn’s brilliant world. Paint my life with florals. Before my love whirl and swirl. This post is for Day 15 of UBC …
Tell me I can’t and I’ll show you how to find the sun behind the storm that brews just out of sight! This post is for Day 14 of UBC and Daily Chatter
We once held hands interlocking fingers, A promise to each other We said we would be strong, united, supportive; That the vast oceans wouldn’t separate us And we would make it work. But then the winter arrived with darkened seas, turbulent waves, and dangerous, unchartered waters. Questioning the belief we had in …
It’s time to say goodbye Though my heart terrifies. Across the stars you soar up high You’ll cope up by and by. The night has come and I sing to you Ha! And I know, you’ve no clue! Ssshh…. Come closer love, I’ve got a secret It’s over, I’ve found closure. …
“It’s over”, you said! Taking my love away and ripping my heart too. I tried to apologize But you don’t seem to care There is so much love left If only you knew. My days are too long and nights turning cold PC: Pixabay.com Wish you were here, for me …
It’s a growing pile of unread books, cutouts and scribbles, The TV is on and I hurry, to jot down on my iPhone. The post-its doesn’t seem to work, neither does the scribbles on his letterhead For I digress the very idea of getting anywhere close to you. All the …
A set of dreams that were unrealistic.. Cracking all the interviews ever attended, Having a list of jobs to choose from, An Army officer as a life partner, Topped the list. Never wanted to win a million dollars, Never to marry a royal Prince, But as it may seem, they …
So small, so tender I live in my cocoon that seems like forever. Day and night, in rain and in storm, I sway on the flowery branch contained in my home. Wrapped in silk, asleep for many a day, I look forward to that time where I could flutter away. …
You scream your lungs out when I play with fire, Mom What you do not know is, I was plucking ‘that flower’ to give it to you. You throw your hands up in the air when you find my little treasures between the cushions of your favorite sofa, Mom What …
How when your eyes look into my own Melt my heart and caress my skin How when there is nothing to reflect Do your eyes echo love and care Perhaps if I hurt enough, the pain will go away Perhaps if I cry enough, the tears will start to dry It …
