Luring Hope

A tiny smile spreads, As another message beeps. Like a simple enchantment, In words, we speak. Some delight develops, And, fills their sober heart. Under the shadows of the night, There sings a chorus in their hearts. Like the stars that stir, Talking as they twinkle; The lovers, underneath, The stars, they resemble. Into the…

Little Things

Those red red roses, The kisses on noses, The whispering at night, In barely dim light. Stealing glances From far away, That smiling In that way. Wishing morning, Waving goodnight. Waking up early, To talk the night. Those little things That make a whole. Those little things, Make the stomach roll. Those little things, Which…

With Time

Even the smallest of bruises get better with time, so how can you expect a broken heart to be okay within a day, a week or a month? Just give it time, with time- all bruises heal.

Thoughts, Wishes and You

It’s been a very long time since I thought to write a poem crossed my mind – and for somebody who used to write a poem every day- its been a very long block. I know this poem isn’t going to be close to how I used to write before, but what it could be,…