Tag: poetry

  • Dancing With No Melody

    Dancing With No Melody

    Standing here, I remember the times Those times when my heart soared, In them, you were the melody A melody that never faded Now all there is just silence A silence deafening beyond time. Writing for you was my awakening Now in this slumber I can’t dream, Your touch was my medicine But now I’m…

  • Learning To Bloom Again

    Learning To Bloom Again

    As I quietly returned home from the hustle and bustle, I felt the space that I once called home feel slightly off.  I couldn’t work out if it was me, or the season changing before my eyes, the trees still have not blossomed yet, and neither have I. It took some time to gather myself…

  • Black Seed Magic

    Black Seed Magic

    Three months ago On a May morning A secret beneath The rich soil unfolds A tiny black seed Grew over time A sturdy stem An abundance of leaves Just a little more time As the sunlight hovers Warming East to West A rain shower waters Leaves protect Yellow flowers peek through In the gentle breeze…

  • The Women’s Time

    The Women’s Time

    I am woman, hear me scream, Bursting every manmade seam, Sewn tight to keep me out, Unprepared for my shrill shout. Your final days are coming near. Our time to rule is finally here. Centuries usurped by men Has brought us to damnation, Wreaking war around the world, Fear, hate, greed unfurled, Love lost for…

  • Fly High

    Fly High

    Oh, fly high Like a beautiful butterfly With the wings of hope And dreams of youth You have to fly high There’s so much to see There’s so much to do Oh, you have to fly high Gather all your hope And make wings of it To fly after the dreams To catch them all…

  • Dark Realms Of The Soul

    In a sky full of stars, I would stare at the darkness.  It’s a rough reflection of my heart. I would rather stare at the clearness of the night,  It reflects how lonely my life truly is. No contacts on my phone. No one to hold when the night is turning cold. No one to…

  • To The Little Girl I Once Was

    To The Little Girl I Once Was

    Every time a doubtful thought appears, I think back to the little girl I once was. The little girl with big brown eyes who looked at the world with awe. The little girl who believed every dream she held was possible. The little girl who couldn’t wait to meet the woman I would become. The…

  • Us

    Us

    Days were slow then  They are fast now We all were an us But now it’s them two, one and one We all found someone new  But we will be together by our past too I don’t know about that you miss me or us  But I, before missing us, miss you first This was…

  • Neverending Questions

    Neverending Questions

    Every poem Yet for another yearning soul I would say every stanza vomits a rare fever embedded in my horizons Questions from starving minds Alter my heart Enclosed with doubt in their hearts Breathing the affliction into empty souls For every line I wrote There was a cloud formed from smoke. Image Source: Pexels, Andrea…

  • Set Me Free

    Set Me Free

    A plea A whine loud enough to break windows and attack clots of loss Deception embedded in my imperfections Neglection throned at my door A knock silenced by thorns Set free the spirit that shall guide greatness The ghost that is worshipped by stone cold reapers, who unfortunately fall at the Devil’s feet Set free…