My First Liebster Award Nomination! Thank You!
Before you read! - what is an answer without a question, right? Have a look at my previous poem for the questions that this one answers. FIND IT HERE. ENJOY! The old man looked at me funny, smiled a little.He looked fondly at the town, the funny houses.And rolled his knowing gaze at the hills …
The Questions I had when I first saw a somewhat weird town in my dream, A POEM BASED ON A SONG, hope you all enjoy!
Image from Google, Edited in Photoshop. Song of the heart in stupor,That drinks the whims floating free.I scour the bright fields of dreams,'Coz the sober world is lost to me.
I see the mirror sometimes,To vent out the steam,All the pent up aggression, andAnd what else?I don't know, frustrations maybe.Or maybe just the disgust withFucked up non sense of the world. I see the mirror sometimes,To clear out the air,Between the me I can touch,And the me I can only see.Just to make sure,That we …
Running from the past really doesn't help, does it? A POEM FOR THE EVER BURNING MEMORIES FROM THE PAST.
As we are being forced to stay indoors by a worldwide calamity-of-sorts, we writers just can't keep our minds get sluggish, can we?
One truth, that's all that fills my being then — A moment of love with you!
Sometimes,You have an idea,Of how you want things to be,Of what you want from life,Of what you need to do ahead. Sometimes,You have answers,To all your your questions, To all doubts that plague,To every puzzle ever made. And sometimes,You are able to see,The glitters of the day,The light beyond the sunset,The odds fusing together. But …
I want to leave at times. . . . .CLICK IMAGE TO FIND OUT WHY?