A woek im progress...
On the day when the sun’s haze
Was an opaque obscuring of clean,
Crisp air...
Where we spend our night times pushing our glowing limbs
beneath bed sheets and worrying that the person
next to us, hates our bodies...
Poem Petition to the Virgin Mary to help all mothers or mothers to be
Tribute poem in honour of the Virgin Mary
Nature nurtures
It is only natural
Natural that we return
Nature nurture us
We are nature
We have to nurture nature
a dialogue of disagreement
since territorial interests
are involved
February has come and London
Lays hushed in its icy grip
The tall wind-soaked trees
stand whispering still
a
refuse in the wildness
as scent abounds
How does the process of forgiveness work?
Where would all the lovebirds go?
Sorry if you caught me staring
But it was your fault to be fair
Simple little poem showing how a transparent window can be viewed differently, just like a mirror into the soul.
Poem based on thoughts of childhood and inspired by a song called When I was Younger by You Me At Six, and a song written by Evanescence called Field of Innocence.
tell me sweet dreams
one more time
and I’ll be forever dreamin