After the darkest hour…

bring me a knife let me show you  how you cut the weeds detach them from growing on your soul from pulling you down don't drown fight your way for what awaits because, my love only after the darkest hour does the morning light rip off the shroud of despair and drape the day with... Continue Reading →

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The Knowing

flowers bloomed carefree looking here laughing there as the day slithered from dawn to dusk some of those flowers turned pale their end was their the next morning was not for them ~~~~~ Asha Seth

Feast for the Unfortunate

it was a day unlike any other day the sun went up the garbage bins came down tumbling forth from the cleaner's grip laying its treasures bare in the street rotting fragrances filled the air out came the mutts with practiced flair days of starvation will have to be gone no more sniffing and chasing... Continue Reading →

Rebury this Soul…

walking down familiar lanes never realised they had changed withered, eroded muddied, faded trees lining street-ends had grown dustier leaves rattled by storms had grown mustier walking down familiar lanes never realized how I had changed never stopped to care even when omens lay bare as the last grains of the hour glass called for... Continue Reading →

Ruins

when I returned lost and beaten through the woods to reach where I belong no one was there to welcome me except the scorching trail and the ruins beyond ~~~~~ Asha Seth

The Pen’s Plight

the night grows curious as soon as she lights the lamp she moves the chair in place with a groan and a screech it obliges she picks up the pen the ink resists the flow refuses to let go a violent jerk forces it to action half-hearted, the pen gives into submission but only to... Continue Reading →

The Morning after Christmas: A Poem by Asha Seth

The lights on the tree shone yellow and bright and smiled cheerfully as the parents hid the Xmas gifts with secret strides 🎄 The night before the children were exuberant after all, it was time for wishes laid upon the heart of Santa’s pride 🎄 Chloe and Bryan slept how peacefully knowing Santa riding around... Continue Reading →

Christmas Begins with Christ: A Poem by Denise Poole

A velvet sky, a starry night, Blankets of snow, twinkles of light. Sounds of music fill the air, Gifts of love, wrapped in care. Love ones gather from far and near, To celebrate this time of year. Behold each one face to face, In all their wonder, all their grace. Bubbles of laughter, echoes of... Continue Reading →

Requiem For Christmas: A Poem by Jim Milks

It is Christmas time again, The time when family and friends congregate But on the table is kept an empty plate A space that is kept bare For a mother or father that is no longer there Ribbons, bows, and other pretty things Can never replace the joy that a person brings Although they maybe... Continue Reading →

Are you ready for Christmas? – A Poem by Ernestine Northover

Are you ready for Christmas? To decorate the tree,  The sparkling baubles that shine with glee,  The shops are filled with Christmas galore,  But the people are shouting, 'We want more',  Each and every leaf, is covered in snow,  We're still waiting for Santa's Ho! Ho! Ho!   The Christmas lights, light up the street,  Presents... Continue Reading →

Christmas in India: A Poem by Rudyard Kipling

Dim dawn behind the tamarisks -- the sky is saffron-yellow -- As the women in the village grind the corn, And the parrots seek the riverside, each calling to his fellow That the Day, the staring Easter Day is born. Oh the white dust on the highway! Oh the stenches in the byway! Oh the... Continue Reading →

Resurrection

I fell in love with the way you wrote poems on my skin tracing your fingers that kissed away the scars my soul was tired of wearing I fell in love with the way you whispered just the right things when the heart was lost and restored hope with your patient words I fell in love... Continue Reading →

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