Branches —Emotional Notions

We sit and talk  as you begin to explain,  all of your brokenness from whence it began. I silently listen and don’t interrupt. I feel of it’s essence your beauty of now. For it all has formed you the way you should be, for no one escapes  the brokenness tree. ©EN, All Rights Reserved emotionalnotions.wordpress.com

The Quiet Spirit —Ancient Skies

The quiet spirit carries a sense of oceans running within, unlimited beauty yet peaceful and confident, expecting even stronger poems hidden within, the restoration and rest. Ancient Skies Poem, and Image, Copyright © 2020 ancient skies

Duality —Vidur Sahdev

i tell myself not to write, for the words blatantly boast of my lack of self control, but with each verse while this ego dies, i secretly feed a hungry poet, letting him believe that he can own the world. Being ever more hungry for the pure, Vidur breaks open space we long for atContinue reading “Duality —Vidur Sahdev”

Don’t Tell Me This Story – Melody Chen (Heartbeatingwings)

unless it has a happy endingi have heard how it goessummer romances wilting under the heatvoice signals lost along the distancea shiny new toy has-been discardedthere is no way to miss broken into wholeand i think you know thisit’s not hard to hear a heart that pedals your namethere is not enough time for usevenContinue reading “Don’t Tell Me This Story – Melody Chen (Heartbeatingwings)”

Be The Sun – The Oldschool Harlequin (World of Harley)

I do wonder to myself,Is being nice such a strain?All humans struggle with it,Even this wretched clown,Humanity is programmed to choose himself,Niceness and generosity are akin to naivete, But why not be a strangers sun?Even during a stormy day,Be a reason for someone to smile,Give your loose change to a vagrant,Hold the door for anybody,DonateContinue reading “Be The Sun – The Oldschool Harlequin (World of Harley)”

A Breathing Story – Piyush Singh (The Perceptions Square)

A phenomenonwe can’t explain,A complex puzzlegoverned by no laws,Lying in a minutecorner of milky way,A tiny spectacletwinkling with delight,The precious , shimmeringThe story of our lives ! Written in the fabricOf space and time,A mural sketchedIn the vast breathing cosmos,Beating hard insideThe womb of chaos,Our precious jewel,The breathingStory of our lives ! ©2020 Piyush Singh atContinue reading “A Breathing Story – Piyush Singh (The Perceptions Square)”

#Poetry: After the Reading – Robert Matthew Goldstein

My favoritecharactershave spiltmy gutsin public– Now alonewithmy ‘self’ though I amperhapsa prettylie. The globespins forthe sakeof tradition Gravitybindsus to memoriesand visionsof suddenlingering- death. Words and image (c) Rob Goldstein 1986, 2014, 2020 online at: https://robertmgoldstein.com/