I was condemned after I saw your face
I was condemned after I saw your face I was looking for the wide open road and some kind of freedom, and a pretty lady sat alone, on a barren road on… Continue reading
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My Salvation
Originally posted on Megha's World:
This poem is in continuation of my micro poetry. Read Salvation. As I dance till my feet bleed the sweat pour out of my body as tears…
Trees in the morning
Originally posted on The Writing Geneticist:
Inspired by A/T/O/S and the ambiguity of sunrise. As the horizon emerges and the sun emanates, Trees fill the lungs and they internally amalgamate, Consciousness and existence unite…
‘Hold on tightly baby’
Hold on tightly baby You were the bloody storm my lover, you were my strawberry red-haired lady beauty on the Fifth street in Austin, Texas. For twenty dollars and a wrist band. You… Continue reading
‘Where the wild roses grow’
Where the wild roses grow – I have known I have danced with the sea, I have stood on the great mountains surrounded by the free clouds, I have found the… Continue reading
‘Let’s pretend my lover’
Let’s pretend my lover Once we were Hemingway and Agnes. We drank, we made love and we had enough. The damn Spring was looming near and I saw in your eyes, the Winter’s… Continue reading
The Agony Inside
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Remove Humanity, Remove Sin
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She serene me with the sweet words of love’
She serene me with the sweet words of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Words of love leave us weak and needing more.) She serene me with the sweet words of… Continue reading
Age is merely…
Originally posted on Lori Greer in Portland:
Age is merely the number of years the world has been enjoying you! I can’t remember where I found this little quote. I placed it on my…