A simple summer crush,
the memories still make me blush.
We were a perfect match,
that's why we caught fire so fast.
Your warm breath, caressing my skin,
unfreezing my heart from within.
Loosing myself again,
in the gentle summer rain.
Baby, it was magic we were making
and my heart was yours for the taking.
Sand, salt and skin;
kissing you, my head would spin.
Now summer is long gone,
not sure what went wrong
and why the magic couldn't last
or why summer flew by so fast.
ALesiach © 07/26/2019
She sends light and warmth on the breath of Spring,
the seasons, obedient to Her call;
Nature's the mother, for whom the birds sing.
Commanding the clouds and the rains they bring:
ensuring the forests grow straight and tall;
She sends light and warmth on the breath of Spring,
She summons storms and the lightning they fling,
from a raging gale, to a gentle squall:
Nature's the mother, for whom the birds sing.
Unfreezing Winter, where icicles cling,
and snowflakes, conceal the colors of Fall:
She sends light and warmth on the breath of Spring,
Shaping the Sun into a golden ring,
and buffing the Moon to a glowing ball:
Nature's the mother, for whom the birds sing.
She's everywhere, nourishing everything:
while draped in misty droplets like a shawl.
She sends light and warmth on the breath of Spring,
Nature's the mother, for whom the birds sing.
Freezing was not required
for the casket. It only contained
a shroud.
The schism had scored a
victory. Bystanders will find
a dark matter
between the words. The god was
very lonely today. The black wounds
start crying.
A white cloud climbs the eagle’s
span. A golden moon walks like
a big tear.
A surge of greed will take over
the yellow throne. Someone puts
it, a spiritual horror.
Satish Verma
A witness to screaming silence
Bloody visions of dreams in violence
A wishful trap to seduce
Hiding behind a door within recluse
Nothing becomes what already has
Reality unfreezing blowing past
Leaves that fall search for wind
Against thy fate your unable to defend
A scream by visions unable to sustain
Into the mouth of madness I seek to maintain
Whatever it takes is the key to pretend
Yet a brand new start forbidden to begin
Words that are said remain behind
Treasures forgot so easy to find
Beyond my lessons explain my reasons
Just as whispering winds change with seasons
I escape my pleasure and acquire so much pain
Everything to loose which is all to gain
Enslaving madness within a dream
Forever changing things that seem
Social insult becomes the only one
Mixed together escaping fun
Knock Knock ........ a mild knock....
unending talk and an unfreezing walk
knock the heart or knock the soul
there is someone knocking my door....
Something clicked when i spoke to him
His talks are sinking in my instinct
How is it possible , we happened to speak
For hours passed by , our freshness did'nt freezed
Talks never ended , we walked along together
Could'nt make out when the night ended
Healthy words to share , something was surely there
Would like to continue the journey
Hoping to be unending
My thoughts are pulling me back
recalling our sweetest chat.....
I say its nice to find someone
Someone who touch the heart
Someone who knocks and enter
Someone who says I am yours.
Knock Knock ........ a mild knock....
unending talk and a unfreezing walk
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