Periwinkle dusk cradled in meringue-d moon – Beams with tinged sun-drops each echoing its own Crooning –love for day’s sweet end, far-flung skinny oaks And ocher-ed waves of spindly marshes dance in the Salty drink, architectural perspectives paint The gentleness of each sentry’s uniform Tenderly embracing reflection-ed wetness Slowly emptying the tendril-ed ribbon-ed Salty streams […]
Who prop, thou ask’st in these bad days, my mind? He much, the old man, who, clearest-souled of men, Saw The Wide Prospect, and the Asian Fen, And Tmolus hill, and Smyrna bay, though blind. Much he, whose friendship I not long since won, That halting slave, who in Nicopolis Taught Arrian, when Vespasian’s brutal […]
I saw a lonely little boy, walking down a railroad track I didn’t see a trace of joy as I looked back If I see him again, I know what I’ll do Say, Hi there friend, Let’s play! me and you. by Sammy Lane Sharp
I saw a lonely little boy, walking down a railroad track I didn’t see a trace of joy as I looked back If I see him again, I know what I’ll do Say, Hi there friend, Let’s play! me and you. by Sammy Lane Sharp
Kill me not Till I love you. Call me not Till faith hate you. Live in the heart core Love like a hardcore. Laze like a flowerbed Be gazed like cool shed. Lean as a ripe fruit Rain like parachute. Open the heart like sky Let me be there and fly. Till the day I […]
Many, many years ago When I was twenty-three I got married to a widow Pretty as could be. This widow had a grow-up daughter With flowing hair of red. My father fell in love with her, And soon the two were wed. This made my dad my son-in-law And changed my very life. Now my […]
From dawn to dusk I think of thee, As I feel your sweet spirit come over me. A calming hand, A warming heart, You and I shall never part. Follow me as I kneel to pray, to thank you for my days of praise. To you I owe, my life I lend, for in return […]
Where there is Friendship There is Understanding Where there is Understanding There is Happiness Where there is Happiness There is Sorrow Where there is Sorrow There are Tears Where there are Tears There is Someone Who is ready to wipe them That Someone is none other than a Friend by Sarfaraz aman
The greatest Gift, in the end was a family and a Friend. An ear to lend a hand to hold, and you, my Friend – your heart of gold by Daisy
The snow fell, leaving a halo of white upon your head, and that’s when I said, "Can I call you Angel?" You looked at me with surprise, but I could see it in your eyes, and I knew. As you sang silent night, your beautiful voice put me at ease, and I asked please, "Can […]
