Poetry Blogs (2019, read)
Paul Sayer on Deceit tells us: what they have is better than ours (1 hour ago)
No one else can judge me
Only God who reads hearts
People have abused me
When I reach fake of the facts
If you believe you're the master
And you can judge and lead
Surely you lose the only factor
That keeps you faithful indeed
Leave me alone fair and simple
I have to forget tens of lies
You should break your false temple
Wake up please .. open your e...
Saturday 6th April 2019 8:20 pm
No need to go to Theater
Today is the end of the show
I wrote you final letter
Actor decided to go
No need to read my poem
Nothing else in the mail
To save you of bad clime
My heart, began to fail
I hope you get my point
I wish you can get me
I'm sure the Nancy Theater
Closed. Do you agree?
Wednesday 3rd April 2019 11:06 am
kerala is peaceful and beautiful
in all cases and places
Keralite people are so cheerful
I can read "welcome" on faces
The Green Carpet of all guests
and pure nature to enjoy
generous people happily smiling
at any time of any day
Life in Kerala based on love
and clear hearts for caring
I love Kerala more than enough
I'll come back sure for sharing
Friday 29th March 2019 3:47 pm
Invest always your time
Time is life, why to lose?
Read and enjoy your hobby
To be happy, you should choose
Put your plan to save money
Money gives you happiness to live
Never plan to ask a loan
But should be able, too, to give
Actively, go for good change
World never stop at all
Give everything time to deal
Surely, you'll achieve the goal
Monday 18th February 2019 12:31 pm
now start breathing,
everything around is around for the same reason.
Catastrophe, catastrophe its all the same feeling
i'm too old to move on, i'm too old to keep dreaming.
When to move on is to grow and to grow is not leaving,
in a promise land we grow, and speak of the same reason
we speak of heaven and hell like they're not the same demon.
Well to move...
Monday 15th May 2017 3:45 am
Take me away,
let me find a place of peace,
Somewhere i belong.
Somewhere i can take myself off track,
hear the trees calling
the whispers of the dead,
the footsteps leading a path to nowhere.
The silence of horror,
the selfishness, the selfless.
A place of no evil, a place of no light.
Where no man or woman will have sight,
where no man or woman will ha...
Wednesday 1st February 2017 6:11 pm