Here in my heart are two wings to color of the sun
and a shock of light brighter then the glowing stars
of night..
Indigo dreams arrive at my doorstep
dovelike in presence dipped in angel chants
it turns my lotuses "pink"
Love, you have turned me into diamond dust
and now the moon wants to wear me round her
neck....
Here is my red kite and my hopeful wishes
hanging softly on the lanterns of your eyes...
Here is my heart .. its ready for you.
Words by: Pixie Dust
July 13, 2018
Music used : Michele Pepe : "The Wings Of Love"
Categories:
dovelike, music,
Form: Free verse
DIG
Dig with spade and a soulful heart,
Destiny’s soil chambered beneath.
Dust chalice canvas, questing art —
Dovelike Wings of lily bequeath.
Dig deep into the chasm of love —
Desired silty handfuls, free of
Debris, a blessed ruddy start.*
6/5/2018
Joseph May’s Pleiades Contest
*blessed with 2 syllables
Categories:
dovelike, love,
Form: Verse
A mother mourned,
On teen daughter's note,
Wrote before leaving home;
"Hey mom!
Am leaving your home;
You don't understand,
Our generation and our needs,
Can't fit in your archaism mind";
Mom wept bitterly,
Laying her head on it;
'Hey' baby, 'U' baby,
'O' my sweet heart;
What have you done?
You are precious boon,
The God blessed to us;
The day of your birth,
Was blessing,
Of hope and reason,
To live rest of our life;
The tough words we used,
Wasn't to hurt you;
The only intention,
Was your righteous growth;
Life isn't the way you see,
You are tender and dovelike,
In your unknown world;
All glittering phenomenal
Is not shining star;
The sparkle or sheen,
You perceive is temporal,
Drags you into its marsh;
Vulnerable to labyrinth,
Can't escape out,
Once drown into its murky plot;
The teen age is so vulnerable,
You don't yet know,
What is right, what is wrong;
I am your mother,
Gave you birth,
Fed you breast till it pained;
Came from my womb,
You are me, only me,
Don't hurt yourself;
Come back to your home;
© Sadashivan nair
Categories:
dovelike, depression, desire, family, teenage,
Form: Prose Poetry
My dear love,gaze within your heart
And feel the love thats growing
Where the divine petals start
And the trembling flowers glowing.
Where dovelike stars in towering light
Bears the seeds of beauty
Upon the breastplate of your heart
Love has done its duty.
Feel the stems, the hidden root
Of loves soaring height
Ride the wind,the happy wind
That takes us out to flight.
My dear love,tread no more in sadness
Your mourning heart so deep
Take my hands and fly with me
To the brinks of heavens peak!
FOREVER
Categories:
dovelike, feelings, love,
Form: Rhyme