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Whisper to me softly and caress me gently with your hope of dreams for us tomorrow... Let us listen to nightbirds
Up on the Aratiles tree, the little girl shouted to thee. “Red berries are now ready, get the basket, come and see!” Under the Aratiles tree,
Words radiated with intensity, With great ardor for poetry... Faced with sorrow and agony, He poured his soul incessantly. He spoke about his troubled heart;
What does inspire you? Is it the thought of someone who suffers from illness, from grief of misfortune, a lost love, a spell?
Treacherous storms, unabated perils, unguarded from thunders, then, lightning struck! From the nest that never swayed
The rich, brown, chocolate feasts my eyes... The sweet delicious aroma lingers in the air... Melted creamy
At the blue birdhouse in the yard, mother Chickadee’s on guard atop a dragonfly chime. Awaiting for opportune time— She flies back and forth to her ne…
Tonight, through my window, a glimpse of your silvery light dawned upon the grassy fill of this earth. Your quaintness
Scoped—surveyed Perimeter was eyed for the next attack. On target’s back, motionless and light.
In time, I leave my place... Detaching connection from the base… Pulling away is my norm To defy and not to conform. The 'wind witch’ is on the roll,
A knock at the door... I courteously opened I received... I obliged.. Thoughts flowed with mine...
December months bring rains and st… They are called monsoons. A child trotted along behind her They trudged muddy thoroughfare, Searching a place of communication…
In the hallway, she sat in her cha… as if waiting for someone to ackno… The blank stare and weary look in… manifested long lived years. Her thin lips almost drawn to a sl…
He struggled for years... Hiding someone’s smears. Held on to painful tears Never learned to deal with fears. Carrying on with scathe,
His lamenting soul Hoping for great redemption— Forgiveness awaits...