Deep Poetry for Tuesday, June 14, 2011

What do we think of love making? Does that not need complete backing? Pure understanding with total commitment In fact a holy and sincere moment Does it need show of gesture? Are they confident or very sure? That they may blossom in desert No certificated need from an expert It is self controlled origination With no ill feeling or bad intention It can be ordinary individual’s safe heaven A place to live in without asking even Under open sky few exchanges of words Commitment to go ahead and look... Sign in to see full entry.

Come in My Garden Once saw you freshly bathed, with unstained glowing skin With hair like lakes that glint, fair beneath the stars Piercing grey-blue eyes, desiring heart a-cry The greenest of things blue, the bluest of things grey. You fuller pouty lower lip, allure to my upper lip Don’t need to get tips, as lips beautiful sink ships remembering your look, making me quite nervous Those leaning eyes, increasing my heart beats. Come in my garden, roses want to see you blossoming The recesses of... Sign in to see full entry.

Poetry is the way to express my feelings without limits, chains or any ceilings Sadness, loneliness and anger inspire me I write what I felt, what I feel or what I forsee Poetry is the common language of the heart& the mind It's a spontaneous flow of words which are combined It's a brilliant, touching and noble language & art, which only death would be able to make us apart It is such an honor to be called ' a poet' It is a deep, great and majestic word Poetry is when the heart holds the pen and... Sign in to see full entry.