Furr Love

Remember those days that we spent together. Feels like you’re staying with me now and forever. My dearest friend, I wish those moments would never end. Now that you are free, I hope you are…

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Here Again

“…longing for days When the marks on skin were just kisses.”

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A Dirge – An Elegy by Christina Rossetti

A Dirge is an elegy poem written by Christina Georgina Rossetti to lament the untimely death of someone close. In this poem, she beautifully relates the timing of birth and death of this person with seasons.

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Celtic angel.

There once was a angel who couldn’t fly, There once was an angel who could look you in the eye, There once was a angel who could shed a tear, There once was an angel…

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J. W. Cassandra: Sziklafal tövében

At the Foot of the Rock, by J. W. Cassandra: this poem I wanted to share sooner but we have internet in our new home as in a tale: “once upon a time…” So, now I can share it at last. The poem belongs to my volume 16, Light-Source, to cycle House of Life. I chose from Pixabay an illustration, made by dreamypixel or Ales Krivec. (J. W. Cassandra: Szilkafal tövében: a verset korábban szerettem volna megosztani, de csak úgy van internetünk, mint amesében: “hol volt, hol nem volt…” Ezért ilyen késve osztom meg. A vers a 16. kötetembe tartozik: Forrásfény, Az Élet Háza című ciklusba. A Pixabayről választottam illusztrációt, dreamypixel vagy Ales Krivec képét.)

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At the Foot of the Rock, by J. W. Cassandra

At the Foot of the Rock, by J. W. Cassandra: this poem I wanted to share sooner but we have internet in our new home as in a tale: “once upon a time…” So, now I can share it at last. The poem belongs to my volume 16, Light-Source, to cycle House of Life. I chose from Pixabay an illustration, made by dreamypixel or Ales Krivec.

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Moment

Time and moments make memories and are precious as jewellery.

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Black moon

Darkness walks along her veil following her footsteps.

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Rain

This poem is for all all those, like me, who hate rains. To me it is a very miserable and depressing weather. There is nothing good about it except the food, hot tea, and fritters.

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The Storm

Never Ending Heavy Storm. Hope it would End One Day… Remained where I was … Others Ran Away. The Storm Remained. They Survived. I died.

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She vanished into the smoke

” Love comes unexpectedly And goes unexpectedly It left us wondering in thoughts Why did it knock at our livesTo break ; apart or to shine it with What we have got .”

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Tinseltown

“A place of pilgrimage for dreamers with Pocketful’s of burning ambition…”

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Ocean of poetry

In the deep ocean of poetry, My pen is the ship that makes journey to the ocean majestic. I travel through this ocean whenever – I am confused what to do. It is the ocean…

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Ode on a Grecian Urn - An Ekphrasis poem by John Keats

Ode On a Grecian Urn | Ekphrasis Poem by John Keats

Ode on Grecian urn is an ekphrasis poem dedicated to an urn from Greece that’s telling immortal stories about the pictures that are depicted on it. These stories mesmerize the speaker.

Ode on a Grecian Urn - An Ekphrasis poem by John Keats
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meaningless struggle

one day i am gonna drown

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