Narrative

The front door is unlocked
yet it houses your most prized possessions

But the safe is...

From sadness to happiness I can pen what I please

Life in verse is my contagious disease

...

How can I ever say no to those pretty eyes
Guaranteed to brighten the darkest of skies
They...

Stood shuffling along inch by inch in that long snakey queue

They say that patience is a virtue...

Misguided
Born into a world already divided
The paths you want to take is so undecided...

Easy it is to feel
feeling lust
but not feeling loved

Easy it is to feel
...

Because I’m not happy
you never will be

Because I have insecurities
I will point out...

Lovely little children playing on the summer sands

Pretty bikinis and swimming trunks, buckets and...

Poetry
is not
just a
formation
of words

It is a
vessel
...

Your words are encouraging
but your actions contradict them every-time

If only your actions...

This particular night I did dream
Of a palace, and its great tower's sway
I am unseen, but...

Mother, Father are you proud of me as you peep down from the sky?

Can you see me penning poetry...

The sweet smell of freshly baked cookies
And sour smell of limes
The sweet smell of flower...

When the sun sets
When the moon rises
When the moon sets
When the sun rises
...

Amidst the shade of sunshine I supped summer wine

Soaking up an ambience feeling so divine...

High above skies of blue
My focus and gaze was upon you

I can see your innocence
As...

Sweep me off my feet Oh silent shadow of mine

Cuddle and caress me amidst your intertwine

...