She must be a queen of innocent eyesShe must’ve sweet smell of incenseShe must be a stunning beautyShe must be a quiet music of all your poetry. But she chose her own path, not with you, might be with someone elseI’m sure you must’ve helped her in that alsoAnd masked your scratched, bleeding heart with a fake pleasant smileYou’ve suppressed this with all your rock … Continue reading “Closed Eyes” by Navnidhi Vyas.
Fly, fly, my little Raven, Reach, reach for the sky. See the world from the air, My little Raven, and show it to me. It’s a big world, little Raven, But I promise I’ll find always find you. Fly, fly, my little Raven, Reach, reach for the stars. Let their beauty surround you, My little Raven, and tell it to me. The sky has … Continue reading Raven by Mark Borne.
Over a month ago, I wrote a post about collaborating together on a poem project with the theme freedom. I provided the first four lines, leaving the rest of the poem up to you. The collaboration has ended and I’m beyond excited to share the results of our work together. It is a beautiful piece comprised of much depth, beauty, and visceral emotion from the … Continue reading Collaboration Poem Completed.
Hello everyone. First of all, I want to thank each and everyone one of you for your participation on my blog—through each like, comment, reblog, and submission—it has not been unnoticed. I thank everyone for giving me the encouragement to keep writing and posting, along with helping me keep this blog alive. I thought I would have to put a DNR (Do Not Resuscitate) note … Continue reading Poem Collaboration! (Closed).
Hello and Happy Earth Day everyone. I hope you are all doing well and safe wherever you are. There is only one week left until my poem collaboration closes. The theme concerns of freedom, how it impacts you, and what it means to you. It is a collaborative effort from the WordPress Community to create a poem all together during these trying times and social … Continue reading Collaboration Poem Ends In One Week.
the waves in the dying of the dark by frozen, alluring dreams when you’ve never dreamt unsheathed upon each layer of rock that bleeds out by daylight where we see the blood drift, sliced in a sleepwalking geyser the dispensation of mid-summer, choked upon the shoreline ‘where have you been?’ I say, ’nowhere. It could be winter for all we had known, roasted upon the … Continue reading The tree of apricot.
Let us speak in exotic gestures Moving through the descent Of a dream, this silent mind escapes Through the recurrent dismal shadows In the memory; A cigarette in a dance, while you never speak There is silence in a tribe Scraping to kill each other slowly Leaving, you’re leaving in the dark archipelago, The ghost in the isthmus Upon mercy covered in blood Kicking like … Continue reading Let us (Draft).
Foreign silence beside fever roads: the aroma of fog carries the wind and twists delirium as the red geraniums fall to cold dune fields sleepily in cypress dreams picked by blazes lodged to frosty solitude by the sand hills. A blue dream flew above aural ice chips; the dream-like shadows slipped from dew where the ecstasy in your eyes is like a fire to me, … Continue reading The ecstasy in your eyes.
Chains and Cages weigh us down, Yet deep inside, we hold the key. Look around, and you will see, The endless state of mystery. – We writhe and scream, And want to be free. But look around, at what you see, For all around, is mystery. – When you see, and see you will, The key is there to be free. And fly we will, … Continue reading “Chains and Cages” By MirrorAnt.