While my Blank canvas Murmurs riddles and unspoken words Heart and toes of mine taps to the silence The brush dances along with my trembling hands To express the colors of my inner soul I breathe life into my...
read more moreThe Pink, the little girl that I could never be While on her way to be red Coloring the sunset red, on my skyline With all the fire and passion Virgin and flawless white voicing as true love Splashed...
read more moreSitting beneath the bloomed Jacaranda Dreaming to dance with him side by side I breathed in the trace of him Leaving the fragrance of her blossoms I felt the warmth of his feathers With vibrantly flare rainbow of colors....
read more moreThrough my wide open window He gleamed with angelic grandeur On his chariot with ten white horses Bathed me in his streaks of lustrous silver Filling me with the nectar of emotions Intoxicating with an ecstasy of his smile....
read more moreIn the Cooling showers of morning glory I swayed with my twin flame Adoring the fiery red waves Mesmerized with rhythms of his heartbeats He twirled me around and down to the ground Deeper and beyond his breath I...
read more moreWhen the early evening breeze broke the sun’s blaze Sprinkling White and grey hair I paused and I stayed still Recalling the fizzes Filled with memories The little girl with platted hair And red ribbons tight The field where...
read more moreVisions beyond my eyes, I see no imperfections. Afar from the Buzzes of life, I hear a silence, That has never been so loud. Beneath the gloomy mist, Of the sea shell, Dwell all the mysteries. A real voyage,...
read more moreMisty eyes with secret smiles That meant the world to me, Uttered harsh words Unheard sweet voice I ‘m letting go. Broken promises And the barren look Right to my eyes Then into my heart, Stories of my teardrops...
read more moreMy vibrant precious bangles An expression of my silence Shaded with the tints of rainbow Enriched with sparkling stars, Stolen from my memories Coloring my fascination The tender tinkles Reminiscing my beautiful days Touching my soul Imprisoning me within...
read more moreSilence of the vibration of conception The silence of first movement From un-manifest to the manifest Detonating the womb in golden color Soaking the universe in its first sound The infinite, formless ,omniscient sound With a hum bonding with...
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