https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/monalisasmile/POETRY FREE VERSEhourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/monalisasmile/527417Words Was trying to collect beads to weave words together into a silk thread, to decorate neck of an ivory page muse was not here, winds kept scattering, my words away from page, as leaves I wanted to chase words but words kept, rolling down slowly left me here with no poem, just, an empty page...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/monalisasmile/526897A Drop of perfume I do not love you my way, I do not love your way, I am rushing to you, with invisible speed raging silver waves are pushing me, towards your blue sea and, I lost my will completely; inhaling you a drop of perfumehttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/monalisasmile/526698Silver is Rain Silver is rain, pouring honey: into narrow alleys waddling white, Jasmine petals washing my yellow days splashing rose pages into a book, written by love scented with amberhttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/monalisasmile/526511Chapter one I love you With no restrictions, I love you Chapter one I love you Chapter ten I love you and love, love in you I build you A Pyramid of love with a Nile that overflows, My love to you eternal Deeper than,seven seas Don’t crush hope inside my ribs, before understanding me, Don’t blame...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/monalisasmile/526274A wounded butterfly A wounded butterfly flutter enter my broken window and bled in silence its flight began on top the of shaking screaming palms took it to a land where the corpses of babies burned black like dates on sand it flew past a young women falling screaming trying to take off her...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/monalisasmile/526013A gentle breeze A gentle breeze contained me I was still a child pronouncing love magical beauty blinded me I kept picking up your Jasmines Filling me with unknown power Pouring wine into my mouth flooding me simply I had no defenceshttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/monalisasmile/525304A brown pony A brown pony is sneaking to my ribs eating sugar cubes from my palms, drinking wine from my lifetime bathing in my eye's river galloping and hissing there for him I filled my pockets white sugar cubes, roses and amber, for him I saved treasures of love