There is a slice I seethat’s me And Rest There in the flowIs you There liesIn difference The world
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Eyes that don’t see #musette
The eyeSees it all clearYet notPupilDilating fullTo seeOnlythe coveringVain Veil https://dversepoets.com When I see this painting by Alma Thomas, The eclipse, I see the eyes that’s veiled with layers of falsehood. It only sees the vain world. Wrote a Musette. Maybe it would resonate with you
Dark night that walks
There is a dark skyThat walksAcross the scatteringOf Little sparksThen in time it turnsTo the bright blue sideIn keeping, with the pattern,That It must abideIn many such cyclesTravels forward the timeIn its ashes, soon forgottenIs all that I adored as mineAnd then when the urn is filledUp to the brim, piles up the grimeIt wouldContinue reading “Dark night that walks”
Hope, Despair, Faith
Hopeis not knowingYet wishingDespair Is not knowingand not believingFaithIs knowingand believing
Silent, muffled, shout
What should I wearTo hide myselfIsn’t the skin enough?It keeps me wrapped up EncasedEntrapped What should I wearto save myself Isn’t this tough hide enough?It keeps me protectedArmoured CocoonedWhat should I wear to be accepted Isn’t this colour correct?It keeps me camouflaged UniformBlendedWhat should I sayTo be heardIsn’t the scream loud?It keeps me in tuneSilentMuffledYetContinue reading “Silent, muffled, shout”
Teacher #elfchen
What makes a teacher great? Teach Teacher does With all humility So that they all Learn #elfchen
The three of us
There is always The three of us You, me and us It’s the us That I love the most
Sleeping eyes
Sleeping eyes Rest On trustful shoulders Careful bosom Breathing Rhythmically to rock the weary head Heartbeats Patting the cheeks Caressing hands Imitating the breeze All the while Time Stays still Unmoving Lest it wakes up The sleeping eyes
The rain
Sometime I just sit Watch the rain Wet the sky Night Me 5-4-3-2-1 syllables I don’t know if it’s a form A form that’s got a name But it sounded good And so it’s poetry It’s sounded like one for me At least 😊
Spirit of the River
अपनी ही धुन में थिरकते पांव मदमस्तबेख़ौफ़ बेफ़िक्रदरिया की मौजकिनारों के अंकुश से कभी की वफ़ादारीतो कभी बनी बाग़ी दरिया की मौजचले समंदर की ओरअपनी सुदबुध छोड़ करअपनी पहचान भूल कर दरिया की मौजहिम की औलाद समंदर में समायीरह गयी तो बस दरिया की मौज
