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A set of plates on the table remained untouched. The food’s gone cold. The candle wicks kept burning... flickering lights barely
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…
The marmalade sky Extends to the horizon Violets and blues Shaded the canvas’ hues Sun...sets incredibly soon.
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,
by: Imrogue Beautiful smile...pearly whites sh… bedimpled cheeks... and your after… Warm hugs and sweet kisses desserts after delicious dishes.
walls expand between us— cobwebs of misery entrap us—
I dance with Rumi tonight Under the blood moonlight When the earth casts its shadow To the moon above, I rid my sorro… We talk about an ancient lore...
Turn me into a driftwood... to drift towards the shore. On the sand I’ll lay; Don’t let waves carry me away. When the sun comes up,
I swim in my tears day after day while distant shore awaits quicksand to another realm. I balance on the rope across life’s ragged-edged cliff.
Sickle tools done their jobs Farmers gathered their crops Between fields and laithe Foraging continued though late. Day in, day out... they sowed...
What does inspire you? Is it the thought of someone who suffers from illness, from grief of misfortune, a lost love, a spell?
Someone loomed from nowhere— A better glimpse failed her— Her breath was heavy between anticipation and trepidation—
By: Imrogue 'Twas a night when stars were not… The faint moonlight was emanating through breaches of dark clouds. A soft breeze rustled some leaves,
Thoughts... deep in the abyss— mumbled to self as she listened; unknown to none but herself. The songs they sung played in the background—
The storm of the night abated to t… Silver lining of clouds highlighte… deep dark canvas above... soon to bare clear starry sky with twinkling stars