Does my scrawl Figure on your scrollDo my verseTravel across to your universeI wonderAnd when it doesDoes your eyes lingerAnd stop the fidgety fingerDo the words penetrateDoes your heart resonateI wonderAnd if it doesThere must be a signThat creates the perfect rhymeOf the song in meEchoing in youAs I scrawlI wonder… Claps are the fuelForContinue reading “Let the claps go on”
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Bliss of a Rain #Elfchen
Rains Incessant – persistent Filled in clouds Pours out the heavens Bliss
All, that is me
There is good in me That peeks and yearns to be seen There is bad in me That seeks To cast shadow on the screen It’s not that the good, is what is me And the bad, is not me It’s just that what I choose to keep, Is all that is Me
I listen…yeah I do
What do you listen to while you work? I listen to the heart that guides me To my true destination I listen to the clock that tells me Life is flowing by I listen to the birds singing outside That tells me There is a world outside I listen to my boss Who tells meContinue reading “I listen…yeah I do”
The slice I see, is Me
There is a slice I seethat’s me And Rest There in the flowIs you There liesIn difference The world
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
My Tales Within 