Happy birthday Jaden.
Happy birthday Jaden.. My grandson turn eight year old on 24 September. I had my best days with him. Watching him grow-up and becoming so smart. I remember the saddest day too. His… Continue reading
Happy birthday Jaden.. My grandson turn eight year old on 24 September. I had my best days with him. Watching him grow-up and becoming so smart. I remember the saddest day too. His… Continue reading
Originally posted on Mysterious Soul:
Image source The sun glows with flashy spiralsonto my dewy face and embraced neckA countenance in question. Of withering roots in charred dark, and glazing sunflowers in scintillating…
The ashes and the fire… My dearest love, my serene memory. I remember us. We loved the midnight hours, locked door and to be 3 am wild and free. The German Winter made… Continue reading
Ravishing beauty dancing alone A Poem by Coyote PoetryA memory Ravishing beauty dancing alone… We will masquerade as many people. We will be hopeful and filled with dreams when youth is our advantage. We… Continue reading
Dear Amie(Denying love rewards leave you with great regret) Sweet words once whispered by a ancient Poet. Dear Amie… Sweet and kind Poet. All of us hold madness, anger and regret.The lover who… Continue reading
All the way… Don’t give in, don’t give-up. If you dream. Dream big. Life is our to test.We must test life, love many and see the beauty of our world. Find the sea,… Continue reading
Originally posted on Awehni:
Let’s say no to war and violence.Let’s be our brother’s keeper.War is not the answer.Hate is not the answer.Show love instead.Let peace reign. ‘On a short slim beakHope lives,…
Swirl me in your mind… I remember tracing your body with my fingers, I remember you whispering to me. Johnnie, Johnnie. Are we just whispering in the wind, just secret kisses shared in… Continue reading
The strong and the blessed… Today I am a old man. I lived in many places and I have lived many lives. I was a businessman, I was a soldier and I was… Continue reading
Be kind to each other—— Sober men can’t write the truth, godless men can’t see heaven. Liquor voice, does not seek salvation, only seek to repent to the whiskey bottle. We are like… Continue reading