Poems

PRIYANKA’S PEN
Priyanka's pen, a magic wand, it seems,
Crafting verses, a poet's soulful...

A.
Human.
Who does not.
Speak.
The truth.
Is.
Like.
A...

His exit, from the world stage, was more
of a fall from grace
without a single sympathetic...

If the universe was starless
and there was no Moon
how could we ever see the beauty of space...

Here’s my poem about life
if you have children, if you have a wife
Listen real close...

Hey, I thought that I lost my phone
Obviously, now you know
I have my phone
Hey, can...

Did you see Steven A. today
On the view
Did you hear what he had to say
He's a...

The opera house, a velvet night

Candles burning bright

Shadows of...

Though forever being a landlubber
a vision analogous to the nether world
deep within the...

Leaving soon to see the sculptures sitting where it should
But today the voices created a crack...

She asks the same questions?

She's in a similar spot...

She feels the loneliness in the...

MY PEN IS MIGHTIER THAN THE SWORD !
I have six fingers on my right hand;
I write from the tip...

WHIMS AND FANCIES
When one side is to bless;
The other will have to curse;
While one...

PRIYANKA
Priyanka, a name of grace and light,
A budding poet, a radiant dawn sight.
...

BEING AS YOURS_
Love those, who mourns;
Touch those, who burns;
Dine with those...

A woman, a vision of grace, you stand,

Yet shadows cling, a chill upon the land.

Your...

TWILIGHT'S EMBRACE
Alluring daylight, now a fading gleam,
Sharp rays of dawn, a distant,...