Re-post - Hello Poetry

Feb 2018

Meet me* in that place of silence
as the wind blows softly the trees,
where moon dust sparkles our skin
and the stars whisper in the breeze.

Dance me through the stars
twirl me up and over the moon,
pull me close and love me
to the melody of lovers tune.

Meet me in that place of silence
as the stars sparkle and glimmer,
where the wind blows softly the trees
as moon dust falls and shimmers.

Hold me in your loving embrace
as our souls again entwine,
let me forever be lost
in a dance so heavenly divine.

Meet me** *in that place of silence
as the wind blows softly the trees,
pull me close and love me
as the stars whisper in the breeze.
~

Jan 2018

AngshumanChakravarty

Bangistan

I scream to have *** with time,
A morning brings a contradiction in terms,
In between the other and all forces of allusive virtues,
The style awaits for an arrogance to bloom!

Jan 2018

Miracle Beyond Me

Forgiven

The moon never suffers
as the savior did suffer.
However, the moon is so swollen with love,
we are assured of our survival.

Go ahead, sleep many hours
and have lucid dreams.
If you want to know who you are,
indulge a whole season of character flaws,
and wander aimlessly mimicking prayer.

I heal.
I say it the same
to all- "No!”

No one knows what I am talking about,
but everyone knows I am right.

Jan 2018

ryn

River Water

I feel like river water.
And I don’t belong to stagnancy,
yet I’m caught in a lake.

•••

I’m destined
to move silt and sediment.
And overturn
submerged pebbles
so they won’t see
the green of moss.

I’m meant to surge
and eat into banks
so I could be split -
to make more of me...

My reach would extend
far and wide -
like scraggly fingers
grabbing at the
face of the earth.

My energy channelling
through careless forks
and into slimmer branches.

•••

My soul is river water....
And my heart renounces
the throne to idleness.

Yet I am,
but a lake.

#hellopoetry107 #riverwater