A thousand years…
A thousand years… You came to me in my sweet dreams again.You were dancing in your white Summer dress by the lake.I watched your beautiful face smiling and singing to the afternoon… Continue reading
Category Archive: poetry
Per ogni giorno …
Originally posted on La poesia porta lontano ❤️
Poetry goes far away 🇮🇹:
Una rosa coglierò color del vino rossa come d’alba in un mattino. Una rosa coglierò per te Francesca che ti faccia tornare…
Perturbed
Originally posted on Bottled Metaphors:
I can never find poems in the nightWhen you slept with windows closed,Slurry wind taps to open the wordsYou filled with honey and mist,Smiling for the repressed sorrowsWhich…
I want to fall in love again…
I want to fall in love again…. The deepest midnight wishes we have. Wishes for the first star seen above in the early dust of the night, wishes shared for the moon and… Continue reading
The white Cliffs of Dover
The White Cliffs of Dover— My father left my world in January 2020. A WW2 veterans, he stood with his brothers. He went willingly to war and he knew the cost, could be.… Continue reading
Wildest dreams…
Wildest dreams… Time had passed, old wounds are healed. The sorrow, I don’t bleed no-more.Now the time, to be brave, to learn to live again. Find my wildest dreams again. I reached my… Continue reading
‘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…
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