Deeper Than the Deepest Love
Love’s tenderness can melt a heart and inspire the flesh, yet love’s selfless depth can do so much more, enriching
Read morePoetry is a genre of literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm.
Love’s tenderness can melt a heart and inspire the flesh, yet love’s selfless depth can do so much more, enriching
Read moreThreads are all I am, connections to all the souls and places I’ve been, lives and circumstances that define my
Read more( Inspired by the love and devotion of princess Mirabai to Lord Krishna) A NOTE OF YOUR FLUTE…. A vicious
Read moreShe strode the streets selling flowers, her long skirt like billowing clouds on a breeze, and her red hair vibrant,
Read moreI’ll tell ye all here of the Scottish lass A lady that hails from Jardine Her tale ‘tis quite to
Read moreStones skipped upon the morning pond, yet no hand released them, intentioned, as radiations like circles laced to glimmer, amassed
Read moreA TEMPLE POND… A long flight of cracked stone steps partly covered with a thin layer of moss, leads to
Read moreSearching far and wide … He seemed to be searching, far and ever so wide, for the one love, he
Read moreShe Remained … She remained. Like a yet poured wine, Full bodied and unmasked Always sulking in narratives sitting with
Read moreSand squeezes up between my toes and washes away In the foam of a retreating wave. Wet stones glisten in
Read moreTruth is rarely wrapped in neat little parcels, for our perception of it is always limited and the periphery often
Read moreAromatic, infused with a gully breeze, jasmine tipped and honeysuckle blitzed, redolent notes of must and gifts too numerous to
Read moreBeleaguered, bewildered Confused and corrupted Brain swirling, vision curling Thoughts resizing, fantasizing It is real, just what I feel Sign
Read moreBeyond the Passion Where Loving Lives As arms befriend some empty air there arrives a portion somewhat there, in exercise
Read moreThe clouds amass, in ever burgeoning plumes, skating silently through the blue infinity, shadows cast and linings glisten in heaven’s
Read moreTHE OLD VEGETABLE SELLER.. Nowadays, she is a rarely seen village sight this old lady who sells vegetables door
Read moreTo imbibe the passion of day’s grace, its sensory yielding the face of each unique moment, woven into time’s finest
Read moreWhen does the hammer come down, when trepidation s fulfilled find us wanting, and then clouds like dark iron plumes,
Read moreLove Poem Contest … I want my dreams to take me to the sea of love, where all around
Read moreI watch the sea roll in, like white crested swans riding the aqua blue, exploding in flight at the shore,
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