POETRY NUCLEUS: THE LANTERN OF STARS

By -
POETRY NUCLEUS: THE LANTERN OF STARS: It is a plea to be sensible after your love has made me to fly to the skies where it is the highest knowing very well my fear of heights ...

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

TILL I RETURN...

By -
Dear with reverence this is the gift of my reference I thought of this as a gem but material wealth is not my health it is not my fountain of youth for our preceded days will sooth in time we have invested time with memorable moments infested as for me dear... I perceive it more precious than deemed for it seems my esteemed sychronicity is the chronology of love to eternity Oh my adorable nightingale why do you shine night in the day of my departure? you are the apple of my eye so when you cry mine are a fountain to drown our fruit sweetheart be strong like strings of a guitar which vibrate in harmonious rhythms be sensitive like the placid surface of a pool where my love penetrates and sinks to the bottom for a queen you are to grace the throne My beloved take this photograph of the moon in its elusive and enigmatic moonlight always know my love is the sun that is shining in the day beyond the night and whenever dawn is at hand smile when the sun rises w...
Read more

THE LIE OF A SPHINX

By -
A lie to the sphinx made it stone that it would be remembrance of the lone but moment of life had importance in a pawn and the fatigue of ecstasy is that life when flowers bloom in a château of an empire flat in it stomach of a plateau if satisfaction has made a helix a helix of confusion in the wake of a sphinx the moment of life is a spell in its jinx Regrets bloom ripples on the pool the placid surface of the sea mirrors the sky when snookers are broken on the pool while the tone of curiosity asks why for the lilt of mystery enchants the clock while waves send goodbyes to a weak ship in the dock a tear of hopelessness is an elixir that dances on the fountain of belief it is a winery drunk in its stupor maybe billowing steam is not hot like vapor When aesthetics fall out of beauty it hardens a heart after falling out of pity and madness may send reality away if the attention of deception parades to sway like April it were after May the flow of time would st...
Read more

A CLOWN FOR A CIRCUS

By -
Open sesame an inevitable acceptance of beauty lyrics in their dance of enigmatic harmony this is the best of a clown's story see it on the mirror smeared with honey the magic of dreams intertwined with reality in the secret symbol of sweetness all for the weird times for the circus and the clown It has been two thousand and sixteen between sunrise and the west only  in twenty three for the chest it is eleven for the twins twelve for the journey to paradise nine for the compassionate souls three for the most beautiful like angels and seven for the royal sapphire rings for whom that cry behind the curtains Oh beautiful angels it is all about the zero see that clock in the seventh dimension it is a sundial in the third for a century I have some faerie dust of eternity let the magic sizzle for Father Time to have some rest and give him six strokes that every soul earnestly needs it Do not listen to a mad clown in the midst of an insane circus why don...
Read more