Tag Archives: Life

Like the Dewdrops

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Filled With Your Love

Your gentle touch caressing my face,
like lavender falling over me from some faraway land,
and that smile that has only my name on it,
as if you’re holding me in your thoughts
without the existence of any other views,
the eyes laced with coy,
the smirk sparking mischief,
the leer so sensuous,
the ogle beyond I can comprehend
all beaconing my name
and I remain spellbound
unsure what to do
perplexed and aghast
drenched in your trance
filled with your love

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Hide No Fears

Hide no fears
let each one of your scare ooze out,
freely and liberally,
all in the open,
let that heart come out of its shield,
bare and exposed,
till the last shadow of any fright exist inside
and when you reveal yourself,
naked with nothing to hide,
all the pain,
horror or fret will evaporate,
and liberation will submerge you
in its magical spell

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Her Dance

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Self Esteem

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Your One Glance

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My Second Publication in Little Rose Magazine

Dear fellow Bloggers

Delighted to share that little Rose Magazine has published my poem Dilapidated Room in their esteemed publication. Please click on the link to read. Should you find it intriguing, please leave your comments and thoughts on the website. Thanks for your constant love and support towards my work.

Dilapidated Room

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Those Unsaid Verses

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To Be a Child Again

We judge too often and hate too much
We lie too often and smile too little
We cry in private and hide our emotions
We don’t think twice before sabotaging someone’s reputation
We are mean and selfish
We only think for ourselves
We believe in showing off
We live an ostensible life
We are grownups
trying to survive in a deviant world

We laugh in abundance and cry when we are hurt
We are friends to all and have a loving heart
We are draped in innocence
We are not labeled as civilized
We call spade a spade
We forget animosity in a trice
We are God’s angel
We are children

And now as grownups,
trying to live a dubious life,
we wish we can be children again
Such is the irony of life

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Like The Sand Dunes

Your thoughts,
Like the sand dunes in the afternoon heat,
radiating and sparkling,
millions of them burning,
all at once
with desires of many rainbows
blinding my soul
with your love

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