The slip- My Valiant Soul

Is it still there?The sound of trespassers,of purple rains and sweet smell. A cloud that swings words up in the skya hardened shell of a life,There is a beautiful cottage that I see in my dreamsfull of centipedes, vintage mahogany chairs.A sound travels me up therein between the unreal beauty of soil. Life unfurls inContinue reading “The slip- My Valiant Soul”

lonely poetry of night – Short Prose Fiction

trees whisper, cries of cloudy skiesinaudible, unseen,you, Astraea,you push me on a long-forgotten trailthe ocean, poisoned, green, unsettledwarm tongues, ecstasies of memories un-liveddefiled the innocence of maiden-starstears, corridors of sandyou, universe that dreamt us allthe pain of suffocated myths that diekisses, floating sanctuariesAstraea,you who don’t know desireburn the nihilism of fleshthe plightof souls sold forContinue reading “lonely poetry of night – Short Prose Fiction”

ladies and gentleman- Charly Priest

Lets crack that bottle!So I can sing wallow wallowI got El Caminoand El doradoI did the prayingjust sayingfor mestepped on the pedal,yetnot today,tomorrow?I guess yes, confidenceis big difference,why do I test myself and others so much?got to the conclusion, now at my early age…is not worth the experimentso no lament,comming back on this whatthat wasContinue reading “ladies and gentleman- Charly Priest”

Rain on Cabrillo – Mark Tulin

I pull over on Cabrilloto watch the rainthrough my car window, a blur of swaying palm treesand cloud-burst windy skies,an impression by chance,an engraving on a wet afternooninto a waterfall of glory. Pouring rain is a haze of simplicity,subdued and opulent,channeling liquid energyinto one narrow momentof youth and purity. for more of Mark at CrowContinue reading “Rain on Cabrillo – Mark Tulin”

Clichés – Mermaid

You asked what I have to offer? Well nothing much. Few poetries, painted potsand your sketches oncoffee dipped sheets.Weird music, witty remarksand book storesof nearby streets. Few jars of nutella,breakfast dates,And wind chimeson your gates. We both knowI’m not going to stay.I promise not to leaveyour world, pale and grey. You’ll start to know metaphorsmaybeContinue reading “Clichés – Mermaid”

overflow – A Writer’s Soul

Overflowing emotion runs through my veins,And like a flood gate,It opens at the worst times,Cascading down and taking everyone with it,Reminding me I am a slave to the flow of the current,Taking me which ever way it deems most important,Sailing on the tides,We find you waiting,As though you knew exactly where we’d wash up,And forContinue reading “overflow – A Writer’s Soul”

Jasmine and you – Dr. Nimish

a sincere floret. Her beauty behind the madness, accompanied by an exquisite fragrance, sometimes I miss her so much, that I can clearly smell herin the air, And there I found her,In my lawn Right in front of my balcony,near Jasmine plant . “Let me hug you tightlyLet me kiss you longly” They just dreams, turn ’em to reality,Continue reading “Jasmine and you – Dr. Nimish”