Showing posts with label ENGLISH Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ENGLISH Poetry. Show all posts

Without Me!

I?ve dreamed many dreams that never came true, I?ve dreamed many dreams that never came true, If tomorrow starts without me, And I?m not there to see, If the sun should rise and find your...

Grandmother?s Hands!

My Grandmother?s Hands they are very nice My Grandmother?s Hands they are very nice The hands which spank my butt only twice Those hands that are so simple Those hands which made my tears...

Light dancing through the window

Light and dance! Light dancing through the window wakes me up to another day? to be passed in full consciousness of the seconds the minutes the hours? the day?sublime. I learn helplessness,...

I was moving with a couple of thoughts

Freezing Night! I was moving with a couple of thoughts Straight to the market with steady trots Hustle bustle of the market shacked my head To bring a doll, that she loved the best Or was...

Goodbye to you, my trusted friend

Goodbye to you, my trusted friend! Goodbye to you, my trusted friend. We?ve known each other since we?re nine or ten. Together we climbed hills or trees. Learned of love and ABC?s, skinned...

In search of peace

In search of peace I saw the sun rise on the mountains high, Its pale light gleaming in the sky. Shining peaks with pearl white glow, And melting of snow with a sigh. I saw the sun set...

This pair of small eyes

This pair of small eyes! This pair of small eyes, Help in saying big things, Love not expressed from lips, Is confessed by a wink. At any place in the world, Her eyes keep searching...

Seasons In The Sun

Seasons In The Sun Seasons In The Sun Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall?. Surprises and joys?hidden in All?. A strange warmth, within the winter chills.. Oh, the bewitching pictures?of snow-clad...

When You fall in Love with someone!

When You fall in Love with someone!   When You fall in Love with someone, Don’t think just start enjoying it. Because after some time. You will not be in position to enjoy anythin...

Freeman’s Mill

Freeman’s Mill The old mill long had closed its doors the rotting wheel would turn no more no grain to grind, no country stores where old men sat, told stories, swore… And rocks that...