Dance
Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
I dance all my days, The wind is the fiddler, Silence is the tune. A lonesome dance to nowhere On the path to nothingness.
Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
I dance all my days, The wind is the fiddler, Silence is the tune. A lonesome dance to nowhere On the path to nothingness.
I miss nothing In and out we played. Digging deep into wanting flesh. We were cutting and bleeding for passion that need we could not fulfill or make content. You were my Joan… Continue reading
A amazing poem for love. Please read and enjoy this talented writer.
The Water, Sky and the Earth chapter four A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part four of my story of four Native Americans. The Water, Sky and the Earth. . Red Fox war. Part… Continue reading
Originally posted on fozzyfitness:
????????? Perched high on the breeze ?????????? Waving too passing souls ???????? Life cascades past seemlessly ???????????????????? Drawn in deep ????????? Sucked in by nature’s power ???????? Powerless against…
(Tap the writer name Kousika. A amazing writer.) A small angel being orphaned A Poem by Kousika Feel of orphaned girl..Compares her with normal parented child life.. CHILD LABOUR Childhood.. What a great… Continue reading
I see you and you see me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can be felt and real love is earned. Just a few quotes. Enjoy your life and tried not to damage… Continue reading
Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Andrew Atroshenko A Bach concerto And the soul flies to heaven, Dances with universe. Those moments are out of time, a foretaste of Eden.
The brown eyes girl A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some woman make you wish you were young and free again. They bring to life the desire for you to want to be wild… Continue reading
Originally posted on VIETPHILOPOETRY:
If you can reducing your greed You can reducing your need If you lead a simple life Even with a complicated wife You will be happy like Socrates and reach the…