we would meet one dayat the edge of a sunsetwhere time slowly flows byto pluck memoriesand watch them dissipateinto the silent purple skies would…

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we would meet one dayat the edge of a sunsetwhere time slowly flows byto pluck memoriesand watch them dissipateinto the silent purple skies would…
What do you know of the pain in my heartit longs to go numbwhen the spring starts bleeding daisiesand camellias aboundI dig memoriessix feet…
I caught the Crux last nightf o t n l a i gamidst stardust and ragingmolecular cloudsfor 20 million years we don’t walk under…
The Gibbous moon gracefully glided,across a sea of blue nothingnesscaressing dusky billows,An enamored Gulmohar,looked on, coldly,drenched in unfulfilled desires,He, a mere spectator,the Rusty Streetlamp,a…
Am I getting creative or what! 🙂 Here’s another Shape poem. Lemonade Sunbeans – don’t you simply love the imagery. Enjoy reading. Shape Poetry…
Tiny circles of silver ashes, decked her wings , as she orbed around trampled remnants, smoke filled milieu, beckoned her, among eerie copper leaves, …