The motto of the afternoon Is daylight through the wind Where others who need to absolve...
Something I wrote as a result of when my gran passed away a few years ago. She was a very sociable, strong...
Depiction of an inscription of description for foresight in insight is plight of conviction all but a...
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Five years and three months ago, I lost a portion of my Soul; When my dearest Soulmate Nico, had to...
Hi poet Thy manner? That's nice A poet goes to his words Creative is what he loves...
A bed of satin to rest awhile, Eulogistic words on lips beguile Pungent sweet stench of...
In the middle of time is nowhere, In that realm, I stagnate there. Rest-stop aside deserted...
There exists a garden in the soul A paradisiacal water's edge, is that place Wherein, all...
I spied a dimpled star, in the heavens As though a bejeweled telescope spoke to me Of the...
Perhaps in these times we Realise how little material things are worth (So why wory too much...
I see you, I see a beautiful soul, I see a kind hearted woman that cares with all her heart...
I sit here under this tree In the valley of lilies I closed my eyes and can see The...
An entanglement, A choice affair, Suffocating on stolen air, Something that keeps on...
The eyes are the windows to the soul, So when you look into my eyes you will see everything I hold...
It is in the subtle margins Of my tortured soul Where I sometimes find That I Am...
I sat meditating, guessing of each greedy hand With wholesome hunger, nearly fed The magic...