Category Archive: poetry

The gales of Winter..

 The gales of Winter Lake or sea, the mighty water never sleep. When the sea is quiet, the lake is resting. Danger is near.  I believe, all of us, are like the long… Continue reading

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Ti sento…

Amazing poetry. Can be translated.

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Fall, the falling leaves

Fall, the falling leaves Once I ran away from sadness/heartbreak and I sought escape. The running man can’t run no-more. Once fearless man learn, love was vengeance, love would leave you bare and… Continue reading

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Truth

Originally posted on Prerna's blog:
Truth is the unfathomable song of the unrelenting Magpie punctuated heavily by the commentator sitting in the ever-chattering mind and listening to its own radio Truth isthe…

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Fool’s gold…

 Fool’s gold Once we held hands and we talks of the great escape. We drank expresso coffee and we walked on the Monterey pier. I savored your sweet voice and I remember. I… Continue reading

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14/10/20

Originally posted on Layla Ali Sultan:
Let me embroider flowers where they have torn your soul.Let me plant flowers where they have bruised your heart.Let me spread good prayers where they have carved…

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Hide and seek..

Hide and seek Once we were brave, once we were unafraid of the ending, once we loved the beginning. I found you bare and alone, laying in a shallow grave, waiting for no-one.… Continue reading

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The Star Festival

Originally posted on The Waves of Poetry:
Spring Scattering Stars by Edwin Blashfield A Midsummer Night’s Dream by Gustave Doré Winter by Wilhelm Kray Falling Star by Witold Pruszkowski My distant angel, Only…

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Ode to Saint Petersburg

Originally posted on The Waves of Poetry:
My photo of St. Isaac Cathedral and The Bronze Horseman (Peter the Great’s Statue), 2017. My photo of The?Admiralty, 2017 My photo of the Winter Palace,…

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Nancy Sinatra and a poem.

 Two shots of happy, one shot of sad I painted pretty pictures for us, I made landscape of perfect and beautiful places. But we danced on the thread of real words. We were… Continue reading

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