Category Archive: poetry

My lovely Lilith

My lovely Lilith… The dark poet loved the Monterey big storms. The Pacific was raging and dancing. He went to the Pacific ocean early in the morning wearing wet suit and carrying his… Continue reading

Rate this:

Gallery

Amazing poetry shared by a talented writer.

Rate this:

The Promise

Originally posted on inyourownmind:
His eyes I hope that one day will only wonder for me His jaw. Oh, his jaw… I have the strange urge to touch it and run my finger…

Rate this:

A amazing song and the words.

  I overlooked the orchid…. I overlooked the orchid while searching for a rose. The orchid I overlooked was you. The rose that I was searching for was proved to be untrue. The orchid,… Continue reading

Rate this:

Soul Medicine, a collection of poetry

Amazing words shared by a talented writer. Emotional Musings My dear readers, I’m so grateful to have met so many wonderful writers on this platform. One in particular has illuminated a soul reflection… Continue reading

Rate this:

Sleepless nights…

Sleepless nights… You and me, me and you. We love the Jazzy songs, slow dancing bare-ass for the midnight moon and making love till noon. You are my coffee mornings, my Lone Islands… Continue reading

Rate this:

You can’t run from yourself.

You can’t run from yourself I thought I had chameleon skin. My face could change with the weather, the continent. Once a blushing beauty told me. You are so handsome. Please show me… Continue reading

Rate this:

Arachnophobia

Originally posted on Poetic Trials:
I want to tattoo a spider in the middle of my back. Long spindly legs peeking out from the edge of a tea cup. Spill out my nightmares…

Rate this:

Pain

Originally posted on Impressions, Expressions & Musings:
“Pain is personal,” Dadi once told me,“It is different for different people”And now I know what she meant.Pain is the hollow inside my chestAching with each…

Rate this:

Girl in Rain, A Vision

Originally posted on Impressions, Expressions & Musings:
If rain is sky weeping,What do I call herAs she stands in the rainDrenched and coldUnmoving, lost in her world,A hollow, faraway lookIn those beautiful eyesTruly,…

Rate this: