#review
Looking at the world, I often think,
How people change in an eye’s blink.
Relations that demand years to flourish,
How in a second they swiftly sink.
Here is the lesson, need to be learnt,
Never part ways after having the Rink.
Leave me dear! But make it clear,
Folks will leave, at ruining brink.
Pals would depart, while shaking hands,
as your rank starts to shrink.
It’s the time to be ponder upon,
Let’s decide to make a link.
Link to a man who listen to you,
Not the one who eat and drink.
It’s my job to lend advise,
You’ve to digest it, you’ve to think.
Looking at the world, I often think,
How people change in an eye’s blink.
Relations that demand years to flourish,
How in a second they swiftly sink.
Here is the lesson, need to be learnt,
Never part ways after having the Rink.
Leave me dear! But make it clear,
Folks will leave, at ruining brink.
Pals would depart, while shaking hands,
as your rank starts to shrink.
It’s the time to be ponder upon,
Let’s decide to make a link.
Link to a man who listen to you,
Not the one who eat and drink.
It’s my job to lend advise,
You’ve to digest it, you’ve to think.
#(ALL #review)
ANCIENT LOVER
I walked through the shores of love;
Seeking my lover to fill my inner space;
Her hands seems miles away;
She's the waves that blows over my soul;
Who's is my lover?
She's the energy that fills the whole universe;
I am your living verse;
Her kisses is like the waves of the sea;
Drowned in your cosmic waves;
And your gentle waves caresses me over and over again;
We have become a cosmic dance in the eyes of the whole creation;
My nakedness is your nakedness;
In you i live and have my being;
I have open wide the narrow gates;
Gently enter the core of my being and make the ancient yoni wet;
Draw me closer to the cosmic energy of orgasm;
Hear the moaning of a cosmic goddess;
It's a cosmic intercourse between heaven and earth;
I am your Nirvana and you're my Gaia;
You'll forever be my ancient lover!
I offer you opulence of love..❤️💚💕💙🖤💜💕✍🏽
ANCIENT LOVER
I walked through the shores of love;
Seeking my lover to fill my inner space;
Her hands seems miles away;
She's the waves that blows over my soul;
Who's is my lover?
She's the energy that fills the whole universe;
I am your living verse;
Her kisses is like the waves of the sea;
Drowned in your cosmic waves;
And your gentle waves caresses me over and over again;
We have become a cosmic dance in the eyes of the whole creation;
My nakedness is your nakedness;
In you i live and have my being;
I have open wide the narrow gates;
Gently enter the core of my being and make the ancient yoni wet;
Draw me closer to the cosmic energy of orgasm;
Hear the moaning of a cosmic goddess;
It's a cosmic intercourse between heaven and earth;
I am your Nirvana and you're my Gaia;
You'll forever be my ancient lover!
I offer you opulence of love..❤️💚💕💙🖤💜💕✍🏽
#review #Noob #blogpost
"Changing our perspectives"
This won’t be for everyone. I know this because every morning I wake up to a world obsessed with superstitions, race, religion, and all kinds of social stigma.
Marcel Proust, a French novelist, considered to be one of the most influential authors of the 20th century said:-
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new lands but in seeing with new eyes. ~Marcel Proust
Proust talks about perspectives in his quote. As we will explore, “Seeing with new eyes” is a basic life skill present in children. Which escalates in importance when used by physicists, mathematicians, and scientists.
The other day, I was in a shop, saw a young kid struggling with a door. He was pushing the door meant to be pulled. His mother advised him, “Son, when stuck pushing, try pulling the door”. The kid is being taught the basic problem-solving skill of opening a door.
When we were learning physics in school, you might remember simplifying difficult problems by changing the frame of reference. Science has always encouraged us to view the world with new eyes.
When stuck, switch to another perspective ~ The basic skill no one is talking about
Professor Patrick Winston at MIT wrote this advice on the board while teaching SVM. He encouraged students to think outside of the box to solve the equation they derived.
I want you to look at the common ground between all the above examples. We are taught to view things with different perspectives because that has led us to amazing results, and inventions. This constitutes a crucial aspect of problem-solving skills. Any great problem solver is a master at changing perspectives too.
Nowadays, we see an increasing radicalism in our society. The world is getting divided and people are getting more and more extremists. We, as humans are forgetting the fundamentals of a peaceful society — of having a flexible perspective.
"Changing our perspectives"
This won’t be for everyone. I know this because every morning I wake up to a world obsessed with superstitions, race, religion, and all kinds of social stigma.
Marcel Proust, a French novelist, considered to be one of the most influential authors of the 20th century said:-
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new lands but in seeing with new eyes. ~Marcel Proust
Proust talks about perspectives in his quote. As we will explore, “Seeing with new eyes” is a basic life skill present in children. Which escalates in importance when used by physicists, mathematicians, and scientists.
The other day, I was in a shop, saw a young kid struggling with a door. He was pushing the door meant to be pulled. His mother advised him, “Son, when stuck pushing, try pulling the door”. The kid is being taught the basic problem-solving skill of opening a door.
When we were learning physics in school, you might remember simplifying difficult problems by changing the frame of reference. Science has always encouraged us to view the world with new eyes.
When stuck, switch to another perspective ~ The basic skill no one is talking about
Professor Patrick Winston at MIT wrote this advice on the board while teaching SVM. He encouraged students to think outside of the box to solve the equation they derived.
I want you to look at the common ground between all the above examples. We are taught to view things with different perspectives because that has led us to amazing results, and inventions. This constitutes a crucial aspect of problem-solving skills. Any great problem solver is a master at changing perspectives too.
Nowadays, we see an increasing radicalism in our society. The world is getting divided and people are getting more and more extremists. We, as humans are forgetting the fundamentals of a peaceful society — of having a flexible perspective.
Topic : Why the term" feminism " A Detested word?
Feminism is the word when you take in public you'll be hated for sure.
This is because many people think that this is too immature.
How can someone dislike patriarchy when they were nurtured by it?
Fed on dad's dollars, lived in dad's house, and shitting where you eat.
This is a way too imbecile to live on their pardon and curse your guardian.
Haven't you know the fact one has always need to fall in the foot of their patron?
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! These are the arguments given to you.
When you tag your self as feminist though not to look cool.
But please whenever you use such don't make yourself so radical.
And get forget it's real meaning and make it's less sensible.
This is not for your self_interest nor to take you high.
Because someone is somewhere weeping just for left alive.
Because there are more deaths due to dowry in our country
and travelling by standing on buses won't take you to expiry.
Because still today your brother can roam more freely outside than you.
And you can do nothing for it cause if so You'll be way too new.
New for the society's rituals and conventions.
Which can't set you free only take you to the detentions.
Hey! After reading this don't hate your uncle, father and brother.
Let me remind you that patriarchy has no gender.
#poetry #rks #review
Feminism is the word when you take in public you'll be hated for sure.
This is because many people think that this is too immature.
How can someone dislike patriarchy when they were nurtured by it?
Fed on dad's dollars, lived in dad's house, and shitting where you eat.
This is a way too imbecile to live on their pardon and curse your guardian.
Haven't you know the fact one has always need to fall in the foot of their patron?
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! These are the arguments given to you.
When you tag your self as feminist though not to look cool.
But please whenever you use such don't make yourself so radical.
And get forget it's real meaning and make it's less sensible.
This is not for your self_interest nor to take you high.
Because someone is somewhere weeping just for left alive.
Because there are more deaths due to dowry in our country
and travelling by standing on buses won't take you to expiry.
Because still today your brother can roam more freely outside than you.
And you can do nothing for it cause if so You'll be way too new.
New for the society's rituals and conventions.
Which can't set you free only take you to the detentions.
Hey! After reading this don't hate your uncle, father and brother.
Let me remind you that patriarchy has no gender.
#poetry #rks #review
_*THE AFTERTASTE*_
You can try and hide that smile,
But you know thy eyes can't lie.
When I look at you and you stop short,
My sigh can't deny what I've rot.
It ain't that easy to forget
Which went as far as torment.
I don't know if we'll ever remeet,
If we do, don't ask me questions as discreet.
It is not over till we're dead,
Haunts me till now, every word that you said.
Maybe it's our destiny, maybe not;
But in yours, will always be my dot!
#blakediaries #poetry #review
You can try and hide that smile,
But you know thy eyes can't lie.
When I look at you and you stop short,
My sigh can't deny what I've rot.
It ain't that easy to forget
Which went as far as torment.
I don't know if we'll ever remeet,
If we do, don't ask me questions as discreet.
It is not over till we're dead,
Haunts me till now, every word that you said.
Maybe it's our destiny, maybe not;
But in yours, will always be my dot!
#blakediaries #poetry #review
#review
Mock me, abuse me, but make it clear,
I just consider these follies mere.
Time will decide who was precise,
Who will be the champ, and who will cheer.
Threat for you is life full of pride,
And serpents around, considered so dear.
Considered you a kith but what’s this man!
On my demise, you didn’t shed a tear.
Plans to kick me out of the game,
Let’s just try it, have no fear.
Do your best to depict me cad,
But what’ll you do if it starts to Veer?
Mock me, abuse me, but make it clear,
I just consider these follies mere.
Time will decide who was precise,
Who will be the champ, and who will cheer.
Threat for you is life full of pride,
And serpents around, considered so dear.
Considered you a kith but what’s this man!
On my demise, you didn’t shed a tear.
Plans to kick me out of the game,
Let’s just try it, have no fear.
Do your best to depict me cad,
But what’ll you do if it starts to Veer?
#review
Dear Diary,
Today was a significant day, for a small town person like me, who had been pushed out of my comfort zone due to unemployment.
As I ventured out, for my first job interview, I was overwhelmed by the pollution which was so intense that I nearly fainted. In his hurry, the poor rickshaw driver missed a signal and had to pay double the penalty. 'During the peak rush hours, corruption is also at its peak', quipped the driver and drove off nonchalantly.
Surviving the obnoxious gases, I reached the venue and approached a tea stall, only surprised to see a 10 year old lad. Child labour stared at me, and I felt remorse for the society that we had turned into. "Why aren't you going to school? Where are your parents?"
"My mother is blind, sir. She used to manage this stall, but an infection in her eyes caused her to stop. The lack of affordable healthcare made her lose her eyesight forever", he replied and walked off, symbolising the never-say-die spirit of this city.
My tryst with this city had started. Trashing my resume I called up my friend, who has started a NGO.
#shorystory #ranjiwrites
Dear Diary,
Today was a significant day, for a small town person like me, who had been pushed out of my comfort zone due to unemployment.
As I ventured out, for my first job interview, I was overwhelmed by the pollution which was so intense that I nearly fainted. In his hurry, the poor rickshaw driver missed a signal and had to pay double the penalty. 'During the peak rush hours, corruption is also at its peak', quipped the driver and drove off nonchalantly.
Surviving the obnoxious gases, I reached the venue and approached a tea stall, only surprised to see a 10 year old lad. Child labour stared at me, and I felt remorse for the society that we had turned into. "Why aren't you going to school? Where are your parents?"
"My mother is blind, sir. She used to manage this stall, but an infection in her eyes caused her to stop. The lack of affordable healthcare made her lose her eyesight forever", he replied and walked off, symbolising the never-say-die spirit of this city.
My tryst with this city had started. Trashing my resume I called up my friend, who has started a NGO.
#shorystory #ranjiwrites
Missing ya
It's been days,
Since we parted ways,
But still it feels like,
I'm missing u these days.
Feels like as if you're peeping into my room,
Through the narrow cracks of the wall,
As if you're always close to my reach,
And yet to save me from a downfall.
Unfortunately that's all a lie,
Once a jolly but now a totally different guy.
Feels as if this all is too far away from reality,
These days I feel like blaming my destiny.
There's a strange silence in the atmosphere,
I look around but couldn't find u anywhere.
Being almost everywhere you're actually nowhere,
Maybe I'm the one stupid looking for u here & there.
#review #poetry #San
It's been days,
Since we parted ways,
But still it feels like,
I'm missing u these days.
Feels like as if you're peeping into my room,
Through the narrow cracks of the wall,
As if you're always close to my reach,
And yet to save me from a downfall.
Unfortunately that's all a lie,
Once a jolly but now a totally different guy.
Feels as if this all is too far away from reality,
These days I feel like blaming my destiny.
There's a strange silence in the atmosphere,
I look around but couldn't find u anywhere.
Being almost everywhere you're actually nowhere,
Maybe I'm the one stupid looking for u here & there.
#review #poetry #San
Missing ya
It's been days,
Since we parted ways,
But still it feels like,
I'm missing u these days.
Feels like as if you're peeping into my room,
Through the narrow cracks of the wall,
As if you're always close to my reach,
And yet to save me from a downfall.
Unfortunately that's all a lie,
Once a jolly but now a totally different guy.
Feels as if this all is too far away from reality,
These days I feel like blaming my destiny.
There's a strange silence in the atmosphere,
I look around but couldn't find u anywhere.
Being almost everywhere you're actually nowhere,
Maybe I'm the one stupid looking for u here & there.
#review #poetry #San
It's been days,
Since we parted ways,
But still it feels like,
I'm missing u these days.
Feels like as if you're peeping into my room,
Through the narrow cracks of the wall,
As if you're always close to my reach,
And yet to save me from a downfall.
Unfortunately that's all a lie,
Once a jolly but now a totally different guy.
Feels as if this all is too far away from reality,
These days I feel like blaming my destiny.
There's a strange silence in the atmosphere,
I look around but couldn't find u anywhere.
Being almost everywhere you're actually nowhere,
Maybe I'm the one stupid looking for u here & there.
#review #poetry #San
#review
This is the poem for a women who treats her partner as her GOD but got no support from him. Still she kept on treating him as GOD.
Dignity of yours cannot be shaken for myths to be intact
When a lending hand empowers you, hold it firmly to rise above your known facts,
You always have your GOD and this is a fact not mistaken,
He never takes you forgranted but always makes you feel wanted,
He is the source of your strength and not the one who makes you crippled,
If you do not see HIM around see within yourself,
You need to be your own GOD and messiah for all.
This is the poem for a women who treats her partner as her GOD but got no support from him. Still she kept on treating him as GOD.
Dignity of yours cannot be shaken for myths to be intact
When a lending hand empowers you, hold it firmly to rise above your known facts,
You always have your GOD and this is a fact not mistaken,
He never takes you forgranted but always makes you feel wanted,
He is the source of your strength and not the one who makes you crippled,
If you do not see HIM around see within yourself,
You need to be your own GOD and messiah for all.
#review #ALL
BEAUTY BEYOND
Your beauty makes beautiful;
You have made a garland over my head;
Once I had a crown of thorns around my head but it has become a beautiful lotus flowers;
I went through series of confusions just to understand my own creation;
I took form as a commoner but I am your crown of beauty buried in mortality;
I rose up into immortality;
Once I heard from the scriptures "ye are Gods" and I decided to dig up the gold buried within my own body;
Darkness took hold of me and I had to create light out of the darkness;
It was a wrestling with the forces from within and i nearly gave up on my self;
Arise oh my higher self, see the troubles I went through but now you have enthroned me over the universe;
Grace has spoken over me;
My beauty spreads and conquer evil in the whole creation;
I am the eternal splendor unspeakable;
The commoner pierced through the veil and a kingdom is forever established;
You're beautiful beyond compare!!
I offer you opulence of love...💙💜💕🖤💚🤍
✍🏽
BEAUTY BEYOND
Your beauty makes beautiful;
You have made a garland over my head;
Once I had a crown of thorns around my head but it has become a beautiful lotus flowers;
I went through series of confusions just to understand my own creation;
I took form as a commoner but I am your crown of beauty buried in mortality;
I rose up into immortality;
Once I heard from the scriptures "ye are Gods" and I decided to dig up the gold buried within my own body;
Darkness took hold of me and I had to create light out of the darkness;
It was a wrestling with the forces from within and i nearly gave up on my self;
Arise oh my higher self, see the troubles I went through but now you have enthroned me over the universe;
Grace has spoken over me;
My beauty spreads and conquer evil in the whole creation;
I am the eternal splendor unspeakable;
The commoner pierced through the veil and a kingdom is forever established;
You're beautiful beyond compare!!
I offer you opulence of love...💙💜💕🖤💚🤍
✍🏽
#review
✍✍💃🕺 happy new year
May this year come with good poems and write ups . hope you all have great day ahead bless to have such community specially who are active here.
✍✍💃🕺 happy new year
May this year come with good poems and write ups . hope you all have great day ahead bless to have such community specially who are active here.
TIME'S FLEETING NATURE
One year or should I say twelve months? Whichever, they are
just two of the multiple units of time. Through the marks
of the sun and the behavior of the moon in their movements
around the Earth, humans defined them. Thereby arises the timekeeping systems which are known as calendars. They are
solar, lunar, or solilunar, all of them delimit time.
Calendars, as well as units of time, are nothing but
some of the infinite symbols, humans have created to allow themselves to set their messages, to communicate, and to
understand each other, and even to talk to their own minds.
Every word that we learn is just a symbol of something
real or imaginary that has a specific meaning for each one.
Why shall we believe that everything learned is true? Why
live submitted to any units of time as if they were absolute?
Like the sun, the moon, as well as life itself, people have their
own cycles. Time is single and runs differently for each person.
The best would be to become a master of our own time. Each
moment is unique and exclusive. Don't let it pass in vain.
Clocks, calendars, dates, everything is simply imperfect
recreations of a gadget everyone carries inside the chest.
The same way that our eyes can gaze at the sky and our ears
can hear the birds singing, our heart senses the time. So, all
the time that is unnoticed is as fleeting as a snowflake, as unnoticeable as the colors of the rainbow for a blind.
Unfortunately, there are so many blind and deaf hearts around us
that, although they are beating, they are unable to perceive anything. Hearts striking such as instruments out of tune in total disaccord
with one's body and mind. Thus, be sure that your heart is beating for the right causes and in its own rhythm. Be conscious of the power of the time, lived with love and faith. Time is as fleeting as life. Be alert.
#review #LucianadeLemos #poetry
I wish you the best in 2021!
One year or should I say twelve months? Whichever, they are
just two of the multiple units of time. Through the marks
of the sun and the behavior of the moon in their movements
around the Earth, humans defined them. Thereby arises the timekeeping systems which are known as calendars. They are
solar, lunar, or solilunar, all of them delimit time.
Calendars, as well as units of time, are nothing but
some of the infinite symbols, humans have created to allow themselves to set their messages, to communicate, and to
understand each other, and even to talk to their own minds.
Every word that we learn is just a symbol of something
real or imaginary that has a specific meaning for each one.
Why shall we believe that everything learned is true? Why
live submitted to any units of time as if they were absolute?
Like the sun, the moon, as well as life itself, people have their
own cycles. Time is single and runs differently for each person.
The best would be to become a master of our own time. Each
moment is unique and exclusive. Don't let it pass in vain.
Clocks, calendars, dates, everything is simply imperfect
recreations of a gadget everyone carries inside the chest.
The same way that our eyes can gaze at the sky and our ears
can hear the birds singing, our heart senses the time. So, all
the time that is unnoticed is as fleeting as a snowflake, as unnoticeable as the colors of the rainbow for a blind.
Unfortunately, there are so many blind and deaf hearts around us
that, although they are beating, they are unable to perceive anything. Hearts striking such as instruments out of tune in total disaccord
with one's body and mind. Thus, be sure that your heart is beating for the right causes and in its own rhythm. Be conscious of the power of the time, lived with love and faith. Time is as fleeting as life. Be alert.
#review #LucianadeLemos #poetry
I wish you the best in 2021!
#review
#poetry
#ss
IMidnight calm and quite, no horror just love,
making fun, you and me, stay at the corner of balcony.
Sweet grapes wine, your oozing sip on mine,
resting on your arm, in me, you taste in line.
The love you shower, I still remember,
the black onyx ring you drop into my finger,
When I ask what for, you hold me close,
slowly whisper it won't break our bond.
What has happened, things got changed,
now I see you're with another girl
Another black onyx, same as I have,
rest in her wrist in bracelet form.
#poetry
#ss
IMidnight calm and quite, no horror just love,
making fun, you and me, stay at the corner of balcony.
Sweet grapes wine, your oozing sip on mine,
resting on your arm, in me, you taste in line.
The love you shower, I still remember,
the black onyx ring you drop into my finger,
When I ask what for, you hold me close,
slowly whisper it won't break our bond.
What has happened, things got changed,
now I see you're with another girl
Another black onyx, same as I have,
rest in her wrist in bracelet form.
#review
#poetry
#ss
Mom
You plant a seed in your womb,
with the time, a little flower bloom,
around ten months, you bear the pain,
very months are nothing as love deceives pain.
In your arms I feel secure,
Your charm nature makes me allure,
In your eyes, I see the light
and your words makes me delight.
The sweet lullabies, sung by you
are the best and I love you.
Every time, you're with me,
my little heart is filled with glee.
The flower you planted in the past,
now very young and has a good heart.
I'll make you proud,
that time will arrive soon.
#poetry
#ss
Mom
You plant a seed in your womb,
with the time, a little flower bloom,
around ten months, you bear the pain,
very months are nothing as love deceives pain.
In your arms I feel secure,
Your charm nature makes me allure,
In your eyes, I see the light
and your words makes me delight.
The sweet lullabies, sung by you
are the best and I love you.
Every time, you're with me,
my little heart is filled with glee.
The flower you planted in the past,
now very young and has a good heart.
I'll make you proud,
that time will arrive soon.
Don't be afraid I promise to help u in overcoming all your fears,
Just never ever shed those precious tears,
Whisper all your wishes in my ears.
Will fulfill them anyhow I swear,
To whatever obstacles comes in the path I shall bear.
Don't ever be sad and bemoan,
Cuz I'm always there for u you're never alone.
Just hold my hands tight and we shall make it through every situation,
You're the god's most precious creation.
From all the problems I'm going through would never disclose,
Every flower with thorns isn't a rose.
Wish to see u smiling and happy like that all my life,
Not everyone gets blessed with the type of wife.
Wish I could turn back the clock and bring back all those missed joyful moments that u deserved,
You're like a beautiful flower which needs to be preserved.
I still remember the flight that we missed,
Everyone was staring at us the way we kissed.
Time passed by and soon everyone was gone,
Our romance lasted from dusk till dawn.
How close we were when we stuck in a jam,
On the beautiful streets of Amsterdam.
But now that you're too far,
Like the Earth from the Pole Star.
This piece of art reaches to u somehow,
Is the only thing I'm wishing right now.
You'll have a broad smile on your face after reading it then,
Which I don't remember last time u had when.
This piece is like real close to my heart as it's the very first poem which I ever wroteThis piece is like real close to my heart as it's the very first poem which I ever wrote
#review #poetry #San
Just never ever shed those precious tears,
Whisper all your wishes in my ears.
Will fulfill them anyhow I swear,
To whatever obstacles comes in the path I shall bear.
Don't ever be sad and bemoan,
Cuz I'm always there for u you're never alone.
Just hold my hands tight and we shall make it through every situation,
You're the god's most precious creation.
From all the problems I'm going through would never disclose,
Every flower with thorns isn't a rose.
Wish to see u smiling and happy like that all my life,
Not everyone gets blessed with the type of wife.
Wish I could turn back the clock and bring back all those missed joyful moments that u deserved,
You're like a beautiful flower which needs to be preserved.
I still remember the flight that we missed,
Everyone was staring at us the way we kissed.
Time passed by and soon everyone was gone,
Our romance lasted from dusk till dawn.
How close we were when we stuck in a jam,
On the beautiful streets of Amsterdam.
But now that you're too far,
Like the Earth from the Pole Star.
This piece of art reaches to u somehow,
Is the only thing I'm wishing right now.
You'll have a broad smile on your face after reading it then,
Which I don't remember last time u had when.
This piece is like real close to my heart as it's the very first poem which I ever wroteThis piece is like real close to my heart as it's the very first poem which I ever wrote
#review #poetry #San
Love
#Abhijit #review
Love, a word used by many,
But described by none
For some the word itself is funny
For some the word is nothing more than a pun
The kindness and compassion in your heart
The passion in your work
The willingness in your mind
What are these if not love?
From the shining fireflies
Till the buried ants
From the painful scream of mother at birth
Till the sobbing infant
All this trouble in pursuit of love
The longing of being loved
The desperation of being welcomed and hugged
The hunger in someone’s belly
The loneliness in someone’s heart
All this can end if we share our endless treasure trove
The treasure trove of love
Happy new year to all
Share the love
#Abhijit #review
Love, a word used by many,
But described by none
For some the word itself is funny
For some the word is nothing more than a pun
The kindness and compassion in your heart
The passion in your work
The willingness in your mind
What are these if not love?
From the shining fireflies
Till the buried ants
From the painful scream of mother at birth
Till the sobbing infant
All this trouble in pursuit of love
The longing of being loved
The desperation of being welcomed and hugged
The hunger in someone’s belly
The loneliness in someone’s heart
All this can end if we share our endless treasure trove
The treasure trove of love
Happy new year to all
Share the love
#kb_the_poet #review
Presents - Far from the view
Out in the woods
Under the stars, the moon
By the shores, far from view
One`s lost the view
With the warmth of the borne
A long a past dearly hold
Like lips to be gazed
Tempting and drowning
How it was
Where and when
A story untold
An unguided course
Tormenting the core
Presents - Far from the view
Out in the woods
Under the stars, the moon
By the shores, far from view
One`s lost the view
With the warmth of the borne
A long a past dearly hold
Like lips to be gazed
Tempting and drowning
How it was
Where and when
A story untold
An unguided course
Tormenting the core