‘Nostalgia,
Originally posted on JJ-stache:
What could have been has not be seen, for there are ages in between. With scenery and misty skies I walk down the valley of green. Here I surrender…
Monthly Archive: April, 2021
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She wore flowers in her hair…
She wore flowers in her hair A Poem by Coyote PoetryThank you for reading She wore flowers in her hair I have descended to scattered dreams and I lost my place in life,I decide… Continue reading
कुछ पुराना / Something Old
Originally posted on Kaushal Kishore:
नई बात नए अंदाज मेंकहीं हम खोते चले गएएहसास ही नही हो पायाकब कहां से यहां आ गए चलो कुछ पुराना करते हैंफिर खुशियों को बिखेरते हैंरिश्तों पर…
The crimson light– Poem 27 for April.
The crimson light… Me and the barren sea, we need little and we love the silence. Damn life had left me bitter and deep in disappointment. Love didn’t break my heart, life did.… Continue reading
The old man blues
The old man blues… A black wind is touching my face, neither sadness or happiness can I know. I ain’t cold, I ain’t warm. I am just alive.Once a misty eyes beauty told… Continue reading
The dance of emotion…
The dance of emotion A Poem by Coyote PoetryLife is fair. We must give to receive. The Dance of Emotion. A sweet angel was waiting on the bed for me.Her skimpy negligee showing silky… Continue reading
My Michigan dream…
My Michigan dream… “Hush my sweet baby, don’t you cry. I am here, I shall never leave you, when the chills of the night come, I shall keep you warm and safe. You… Continue reading
The river
The river… Winter was almost gone and I watched her dance for me in the safety of our bedroom. I loved looking at her lily white skin in her garment of blue silk.… Continue reading
Hank Williams Sr. song, Monday poetry.
Have I told you lately?…. Have I told you lately that I love you. Could I tell you once again somehow. Have I told you with all my heart and soul how I… Continue reading
I am waiting for you
I am waiting for you… (Poem 24 for April. The poetry month.) Once we were brave, we stripped bare and we showed real face. I sang to you. “I am waiting for you… Continue reading