Connected – PurpleStar

I think I wrote you into beingOr maybe it’s all my imaginationThat I find you in every inspiring wordAnd every heart felt lineI’ve writtenEven all the ones I wrote beforeI ever met youIf you don’t believe meTake a walk through my writingsSee how much of you you findWhen you’re finish with your findingsTell me ofContinue reading “Connected – PurpleStar”

Ride – Frank Regan

You have to drive with your eyesIf you want to get there alive.Or you can kick your shoes off,Take it easy and just ride. Knowing every day you die a little inside. Put your sunglasses on or take the time.Be a passenger, honey, or read the signs.Stay up to see the sunrise; see the colours;Continue reading “Ride – Frank Regan”

Belief of Belief – Priyamvada (Ray of Sunshine)

Image Source – Google ” Some people who call themselves wise, assume that innocent and honest people are fools. And this particular belief puts a big question mark on their wisdom.” Yeah, they are sensibleGreat and practicalOnly believe in being representableSomething which is fashionable But, Innocence is admirableNo matter what but unalterableAnd, they call itContinue reading “Belief of Belief – Priyamvada (Ray of Sunshine)”

The Cleansing – Monica C. Voskamp

really simple and heartfelt piece I came across this morning. It begged for share. She dipped her toes in the crystal blue Warm shivers ran down her back The gentle coolness relieving All that was past. She stepped into shallow waters clear Slowly sank down to the earth And just let the water drench HerContinue reading “The Cleansing – Monica C. Voskamp”

Strip-poetry: Ustav Raj

Strip-poetry You taught me poetry doesn’t have to belonglikethis.It doesn’t have to rhymeevery single time.All poetry needs to be is a punchinto someone’s gutstrong enough to make them gasp.“Poetry is a seedand you are the sunflower.”Strip a poem word by worddown to this bare bone,and you’ll find that poetryis just a couple of words deep.PoetryContinue reading “Strip-poetry: Ustav Raj”

“A Big Word”- Nyana Nair

I am happy. Almost.I leave my bed to sit beside the windowthat looks over the road.I stare at everything that lives and dies beside me.I will my brain to think of a rhymethat I can gift this world.I feel that my love for this oceanof people far exceeds my loathing.I am almost happy to beContinue reading ““A Big Word”- Nyana Nair”

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”

Le Noire – Erin Shinker

Starting with a misstep afterskipping over my own tongue.Taken in stride by yourquick wit held aloft bya charmed laugh. Smitten by anunexpected connection;altered plans,perhaps serendipitous,led our paths to cross.But, as ever, I am unsure;past friendliness so oftenmistaken for interest. I play back our timetogether; reminiscing alreadyin the wish of repeating. I hope we meet again,ifContinue reading “Le Noire – Erin Shinker”

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”