I do not make much of miracles I do not seek any, for I am! The miraculous is neither my quest, nor request, but they're power pills I daily ingest Miracle is the workings of my lungs the very I breathe is a...
I’m so embarrassed to tell you this, but i have not posted anything on this particular category of my blog in a long time. Finding time to mind my business, be a good mom to two active kids, pursue...
I know what the wood pecker knows that it tap incessantly at the tree for within the tree is its desire in the crevices lies its longings you say your heart has betrayed you For you do not know its desire did you tap? Maybe, maybe...
10 reasons to read 'Lest we forget'. In a world of books, and many books. In a universe of authors, writers and their clan…why should you buy and read another poetry book? Now, Poetry is not even your style. Why should...
It was a single red rose Crimson red, nestling my bed I picked it up and was forever stained Stained by you, a deep shade of you All shades of you Can’t wash off you Your scent filling my nostrils Incredibly vibrant, your love beckons Pulsing, beating,...
I said I will not miss you I said you don't matter here or there I touched the ground and tapped my tongue, Pointing upwards I had sworn I will not miss you! Since you've been gone The hours have slept They drag on slowly, I...
They say we are opposites I think we attract And I think; you are planning to act Please do before your heart retracts I think we feel the same way But I’ll revoke that For I’m not sure this desire is pure This opposing ideal makes...
It’s February and it’s still a brand new year; I hope it’s not out of place for me to say ‘happy new year to you! This is my first blog post this year. I have been changing things and...
Amazing, Where did the years go? Yesterday i found you Pinched your nose and tickled you Youngsters, we giggled on your mother’s porch there by a single touch You illuminated my heart with your torch Voila! all i saw was ‘You’ Today, all i see is you Larger...
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Poetry itself demands life of me, Were I to ignore the pull, every intersection would lead me right to it. It’s a spiritual tugging that demands I give, give of the thoughts that flows in my veins, feeling my path through life with words. Stay connected and let us journey together