You were meant to be here. The universe worked for billions of years to create you. Whole stars lived and died for you to exist. They sacrificed themselves so that you could rise from their ashes. Their dust is in your bones, their light in your thoughts. You see beauty where they could only shine. … More World Suicide Prevention Day
We found love on the sands of Troy. For a short moment, I was cured of myself. Now I am not so well. You were my antidote, my cathartic catalyst; I found my freedom in you. But now this heart’s in cages and the tide is coming in on me. We found love on the … More Sands of Troy
she wore her heart, on a tattoo sleeve. her feelings inked, all a jumble. from poetry, to lyric art. these words she couldn’t mumble. eyes almost dead, glistening with tears, not one emotion read. her lips sealed shut, tongue in a knot, no words could be said. she wore her heart, on a tattoo sleeve, … More Tattoo Sleeve
~ Your lips, your skin have me enchanted and I would like nothing else but to savor them each and every second of my being. ~ 2.34 4.24.18 Smit.
I like this Us sitting beside the window, having coffee and listening to the birds? Not just that, but also the way we are talking You smiled a little, “what do you mean?” Usually when we talk, alone or not alone, your voice is deep, concrete, confident. Right now, it’s different, its tender and on … More I Like This
“sweet spring is your time is my time is our time for springtime is lovetime and viva sweet love (all the merry little birds are flying in the floating in the very spirits singing in are winging in the blossoming) lovers go and lovers come awandering awondering but any two are perfectly alone there’s nobody … More Spring – 4.21.18
According to the archaeologists, this boy has a reverent gesture but I really believe that he is smiling, probably at a guest or someone. To me, his smiling expression says – “Please join me! Let’s have fun together! I invite you to join me for my great adventure!” I love him! Btw, this is actually … More Smiling Sudhana
There’s a song a bird sings Outside my window Every morning and evening Per my reckoning, It welcomes the joy of the morning Whilst the sky blooms like a tender flower of lotus And it also farewells the twilight of the evening Whilst the sky closes like a tender flower of lotus All the while … More A Song A Bird Sings
Let the light of late afternoon shine through chinks in the barn, moving up the bales as the sun moves down. Let the cricket take up chafing as a woman takes up her needles and her yarn. Let evening come. Let dew collect on the hoe abandoned in long grass. Let the stars appear and … More Awakening
Yesterday when I saw the moon shining bright I knew that the demons had rise And that my crying moans will sound again Sweetheart, what have you done this? You told me in the morning dust that you loved me That perhaps, you want me to love you the same I became the martyr … More Sweetheart, What Have You Done This?