These pressing thoughts, that linger overlong, in my head, telling me to think, to listen, to comprehend, struggling to create a minutiae of something, a cacophony of past joined to past, impression j… more →
a soft place to rest...Kedar wrote 2 weeks ago: This Sunday it was exactly 34 years since Sri Chinmoy established a poetry record by writing 843 poe … more →
Isayana wrote 3 weeks ago: Anger says: “I can destroy The whole world.” Peace says: “Not when I work Inside … more →
idivine09 wrote 1 month ago: When you are tired and discouraged from fruitless efforts… God knows how hard you have tried. … more →
nectarfizz wrote 2 months ago: These pressing thoughts, that linger overlong, in my head, telling me to think, to listen, to compre … more →
nectarfizz wrote 3 months ago: Twisted lines, upon a brow, no leading fancy, to lead you now, incorporated windows, into a soul, th … more →
nectarfizz wrote 3 months ago: When that chill comes, look up, find the stars with your eye, and know the warmth of eyes upon you, … more →
nectarfizz wrote 4 months ago: My thoughts today are on the struggles suffered by children who have been abused. This is the poem t … more →
nectarfizz wrote 4 months ago: Speak of love, but whisper, close eyes, and soothe a heart, let each vowel find a foothold, in a tre … more →
nectarfizz wrote 6 months ago: Salient moon, all knowing, silent like my face, watching with a turbulent eye, never stopping time … more →
nectarfizz wrote 7 months ago: Gentle heart, listen. Hear the calling rain, as it bends your heart to wakefulness, endless ripples … more →
nectarfizz wrote 7 months ago: Come light, remember dancing, lets trim your forgotten wick, and let the reflection go softer, let t … more →
nectarfizz wrote 8 months ago: crooked furniture. sad reminders, that quick fixes tend to break, eventually. The coffee table left … more →
nectarfizz wrote 8 months ago: No, Claim not the angry moon, with her passionate cheeks in bloom. Do not claim the crashing tide, t … more →
nectarfizz wrote 8 months ago: Heart tugs in one direction and reality takes a bite clever is the cleaver that slices parts of my h … more →
nectarfizz wrote 9 months ago: One voice seeking song One voice sings along One voice stirs in power One voice a day, an hour One v … more →
nectarfizz wrote 9 months ago: Blue corn moon maiden, let your Indian heart breathe, ever deeper, of the rising wind. Let your spir … more →
nectarfizz wrote 9 months ago: Brightest is the star that shines vigilantly before the dawn, holding hope most tirelessly for those … more →
nectarfizz wrote 9 months ago: Sweep me up into tide-pools of laughter, hold me glowing in your palm, make me a dreamers serenity, … more →
nectarfizz wrote 10 months ago: Quick stepping, mind leaping, like a gazelle with flighty responses.. always longing to leap away, a … more →