Poetry Blog by Ruvi Galhena
Base is the trust
The base is lost.
Monday 30th March 2020 6:55 am
You may find the blue sky over his head.
Green leaves where he lie was his bed.
Harmony of blue, green and red.
"Oh you cute little addictive thing", he said.
He is the freedom of freedom you find.
He is the piece of peaceful mind.
He is the unexpected smile you hide.
He is the valentine who never lied.
He had everything that she would ever died.
He is the poet who talks rhyme and rhythms...
Tuesday 24th March 2020 12:30 pm
She asked from those waves
Thosand of waves gave answers
She could not agree with
She asked from stars again
Because you are not the moon
Said one brave star
She didnt belive that either
So she became the sun, which lights the moon..
Monday 9th March 2020 4:07 pm
Quiet the night
Gloomy and mist
But dancing stars with,
Blushing the flower bud,
Covering to a leaf.
Seeing the sun rise,
She always wished.
Her shimmering smile,
And his glimmering eyes.
The flower just bloomed,
With a magical sign.
Tuesday 29th May 2018 11:36 am
Tick tock tick...
Her heart tock ticks...
Drying her lips,
a coffee she sips...
Recalling the things,
Memories she sings..
Tick tock tick...
Coffee she spills..
Giving her thoughts,
to fly with the wings...
Tick tock tick,
again she blinks...
Her life was the coffee,
in the bitter and sweet...
And then she is gone,
in the next minute...
Saturday 24th February 2018 4:08 am
Swinging girl under the shelter
Swinging all the time...
Coming back to the shelter,
But again in the sun..
Smiling with the golden..
Golden the sun..
Get golden her fingers
But burn through the fun...
She loved that pretty golden,
Heaven under the sun...
Coming back to the shelter
But again in the sun...
Saturday 20th January 2018 4:06 am
You look at your lover's eyes,
call them as stars..
But you look at all those stars,
And never call them her eyes...
You look at your baby girl,
Call her a rose..
But you look at a rose,
And never call it's your girl...
Then you look at this girl,
thought it was her sister...
But you look at her sister,
And never called it's that girl...
She is a rose in a garden
She is a star ...
Friday 11th August 2017 8:27 am
Who is more important , and i believe its ME
I met a person who is a messenger from death
he asked only one thing from me ,
And it was my breath.
I begged him for my life, because i wanted to live more
to make all my dreams that i saw come true.
Finally there was a chance but not a relief
He asked for my family as a exchange for me to live more.
Now i have to decide who i...
Sunday 2nd October 2016 10:57 am
Save clean water because it scarce
Protect what you breath like clean air
World has food but to some it is rare
You are blessed to have this all, you have no idea
Society lose happiness, no one would care
One forgets to smile but you still stare
People struggle with their own number of enough scare
You become one to them, now that is not fair
Have you ever produce water or clean air?
Saturday 24th September 2016 9:43 am
Blue shining sky
White clouds passing by
Only that dark cloud could rain, but why?
Black birds fly
Singing thousand songs to the sky
Why only one bird could not sing but cry?
Light green river flows
Feeding similar plants to grow
Why only one plant could survive?
White thousand sheep at night so blind
One dreaming sheep you will find
Why it only ...
Saturday 17th September 2016 6:19 am