Poetry is a tapestry of words; a synthesis of emotion and intellect. |
Can't you hear my unspoken words?
can't you try to feel the unheard breaking of my...
One night , and you are a poem in my heart . .
a silent one...
Time seems so long ,
and each day appears to clamber...
I wish you could have my sight
To let you see...
I'm lost ;
writing a puzzle...
Words are like alcohol:
they make you drunk--make you see...
The last purple petal of a petunia finally falls.
See: shriveling sunflowers, decadent daffodils...
Deafening chats
of emptiness...
He stirs poetry
of drinking coffee...
Shining and dazzling,
you are a rare comet...