Even the white fades away
From your white lies
Black truths
Are all that remain
Works of beauty you may find ~ were once incoherent imageries of the mind
Walking barefoot in the forest
Dry leaves murmur in protest
Comforted by
Soft chinking of the anklets
~Those of querulous minds have neither the vision to change, nor the patience to accept~
they shared an affinity~for corruptibility
acting with impunity~Fathers of the city
…and when you got the last call
to re-write your story
why were you afraid?
could have gone down in a blaze of glory
How you siege light
shatter darkness
Have you never before
experienced the stealth of a sunrise?
watching the green darkness~through a distorted lens~
heart dreary and heavy~i am alone with my envy
As the spindrift sprays with the sun rays~I remember the taste of your tears~
once upon a time…
When the love fades
After forever ends
Will we then spend
Timeless moments as friends?
On this scorching day I oeillade
The frosted glass of lemonade
I flick my tongue so parched
Turns out, it was just a mirage
~and He responded to their defiant arrogance, the tremor of separation, but in their different worlds, they persist~
the penguins retire
around the arctic fire
that warmed the midnight sun
watching the snow slowly burn
Subhanallah, Sonya! Some of these are special!
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Am glad to hear that Kunal. These were from my earlier days when I had just heard of micropoetry.
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Am spellbound.You sure write beautiful poetry
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Well, thank you! These are special to me and date back to when I started writing micropoetry.
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“Walking barefoot in the forest
Dry leaves murmur in protest
Comforted by
Soft chinking of the anklets”
This is very beautiful imagery.
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I do appreciate your feedback
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Greetings,
So beautiful are the words you craft together here.
Thank you for this.
All good wishes,
robert
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