My spirit is that of a butterfly Beautiful creature that loves to fly No matter how fragile It captivates us with its dance As I stand on this cliff I spread my arms as if they were wings Adrenaline rushes through my veins The wind gently rocks me back and forth I can hear the…… Continue reading BUTTERFLY
Tag: life poetry
Behind These Eyes
Poetry isn’t just an expression for love, sensuality and passion. Poetry is the gateway for ALL emotions, it can express the hidden pain and trauma; that is what I call Raw Poetry. Such type of poetry isn’t always easy to read, for it forces us to face reality; life isn’t just unicorns and rainbows. Raw…… Continue reading Behind These Eyes
Besieged By Darkness
Dreams of yesterday Faded like footprints on the sand Stagnant goals A disease that has no end A soul struggling to carry on The grim reaper looks for me Eager to pass its final judgement Hoping to carry me to death’s pit I want to ran in despair Yet it fills me with fear and…… Continue reading Besieged By Darkness
Life Is But Moments
Rough copy What is life? Is life our body, soul or mind? Is the rollercoaster we experience life? No matter for today I will rise Today I am not frustrated Today I intend to create life All my hurdles dissipate before me I’ve decided this is my life I shall be its commander, Not its…… Continue reading Life Is But Moments
No Regrets
**Rough Copy Out of nowhere you reappeared in my life For a second I feel as if I am dropping into an abyss My senses haunted and confused Your hands tremble as you lift up my favorite flours Their aroma which should intoxicate me, now nauseates my senses My steps no longer follow your footprints…… Continue reading No Regrets
Eternal Warrior
I know just how hard they try to break you But they forgot about divine strength You are not a lost kitten But a ferocious lioness You have the spirit of warrior And the soul of a poet A soul that yearns to live a new life A life dreamt so long ago Yet your…… Continue reading Eternal Warrior
Childhood’s End
Poetry isn’t just an expression for love, sensuality and passion. Poetry can also express the hidden pain and trauma hidden; that is what I call Raw Poetry. Such type of poetry isn’t always easy to read as it forces us to confront the ugliness that exists around us; most would rather not look at the…… Continue reading Childhood’s End
Lost Angel
**There are two groups of people I am very passionate about, orphans and the homeless. This poem is dedicated to them. A green bench on the pavement A small head reclines over a battered old flower pot A homeless child with no home and no cot His eyes closing…lost Trying to will himself to another…… Continue reading Lost Angel
Lost Innocence
**Poetry isn’t just an expression for love, sensuality and passion. Poetry can also express the hidden pain and trauma hidden; that is what I call Raw Poetry. Such type of poetry isn’t always easy to read as it forces us to confront the ugliness that exists around us; most would rather not look at the…… Continue reading Lost Innocence
Beyond The Fog Within…
Like a dense fog this pain prevents me from seeing beyond Pain which touches even the deepest parts of me Yet my soul remembers the warmth of moments which felt like spring Where are the days without rain? Without pain? Without sorrow? Like a thief in the night, depression steals life’s sweets moments Like a…… Continue reading Beyond The Fog Within…
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