Whichever Poems - Poems about Whichever

Whichever Man Beyond the window there is a stripping of the mind to the other side. Lost to the lost-world of pain, it gives way to blasphemy then begging. It's not a touching side as yet but soon my dear sweetness soon, the branches say as they scratch away at the paint, you shall be real to...

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Whichever way you choose to be happy is fine As long as you respect who I am and what’s mine Age is nothing, just a strangely crafted number As long as you don’t let your zeal for life slumber There are so many poor men, endlessly aching to be rich But better is a drunkard who lays peacefully in his...

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Ruba’i*: The Poet, the Page and the Word in whichever Order? The poet en face the page: unwritten words come to head Words await tongues to be formed for poems to be read Heavenly bodies stretch out seeking caravanserai En route to gauge the extent of the ruba’i’s ruby red! • ruba’i (plural: ruba’iyat): 11th-12th century Persian self-contained quatrain...

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WHICHEVER CLOSET IS CLOSEST Our closet now bares itself of frilly things in silk and lace My soul was her embrace our mirror is now minus her face a reflection that portended perfection sans any necessary correction a facial fantasy framed by winsome wisps of wondrous waves cascading through the constellation of her golden hair the hues from the brightest star...

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WHICHEVER CLOSET IS CLOSEST Our closet now bares itself of frilly things in silk and lace My soul her embrace our mirror minus her face a reflection that portends perfection sans any necessary correction a facial fantasy framed by winsome wisps of wondrous waves cascading through the constellation of her golden hair the hues from the brightest star in the galaxy...

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