Daily Archives: January 8, 2016

FIVE POEMS

I
A strain of realization
beyond the Eye-See
A touch of familiarity
Delicate  is such wonder!
A poised daisy in a field
more expansive than minds
Dropping tears in vast
nothing do’s
A gleam of immortality
dipped in fog-dew!
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MY BEAUTIFUL NOTHINGS

MY beautiful nothings
whom which i have held

Sometimes
In)great PAIN
somethings
which heart has
given: all of my–> ME!
oh! so throughout ignorance
which disappears me
as love sometimes become
vastness of hurting!

i hold the rose-stem
which is firmly strong
and smells like our love
remembering what life
means!

:: 01072016 ::