Here I stand,On the spot of our first day of meeting,On the spot we said, ‘yes,’On the spot we stamped our vestige(?) Thinking, maybe, that ‘it’s over’ was just a dream of yesterday,But it wasn’t. How could you? How could youMake me sleep on your words?My life was rung round your promises,Promises of an unendingContinue reading “YESTERDAY’S DAWN”
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WAILING QUILL
Have you ever seen words That pierce the heart like arrows, Or a nest inhabiting not birds, But a crowd of bedfellows? Maybe, just maybe a yes. I met her on the sunshine of March. Perhaps shining, but she was an angel of mess. She seemed a perfect match With glows of the august coloursContinue reading “WAILING QUILL”
A YES
Will you kiss me if my lips tells you to? Will you smile if our days were a nightmare? Will you tease me with your curves if our bed speaks with words? Will you travel the thirst if my pocket rains not oceans of riches? Will you dance the steps of marriage with me? SheContinue reading “A YES”
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