She is a Flower ChildWho Loved My FlawsHeld me Together as a PieceStill Poles Apart in ThoughtsI Walked AloneShe Followed Me SilentlyWhen Blessings Came CallingShe Called Out, be Gracious.
You are slowly becoming an #AthukkumMele writer. Your chemistry with life, words, taste, thoughts and love are in perfect combination and well synchronised. Enjoying every moment of your creativity. Yesterday was World Poetry Day. I woke up to a tag on Twitter by a generous soul, who added me as one of his favourite poets.Continue reading “World Poetry Day”
His expressions of loveSometimes are complicated wordsOtherwise just a touchBoth immersed in love. She hears those voiceless wordsAnd reads him like a tome. Thank you Penne.#MalfunctionsOfMyBrain He holds her handsWhen he feelsthat words are inadequate.She smiles,hearing his wordsthat his touch articulates. Hold My Hand
Good portion of yesterday’s evening I spent looking at the rain and lightning at the South West end of my balcony. Twilight was slowly getting overshadowed by the dark clouds at the horizon. Petrichor laced breeze carried particles of raindrops and caressed my face with nature’s romance that my heart wanted. She called to remindContinue reading “Dreams To Wake Up With”
Romance around the Rust. “Like a lover who did not want to part even in death” simply awesome. Love is the greatest support which often goes unnoticed and underappreciated. Never let the romance dry up. November Photo A Day Challenge, by City Sonnet, Day 26 Slow Under years of siege by water and oxygen from the air,Continue reading “Lover’s Felled”