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 Oct 2016
nivek
the Sun shines on all you do
what's a few clouds
between friends.
 Mar 2015
nivek
now the lightening is over
no more bolts out the blue, black

is the storm all finished
the poetry of thunder forever gone
 Mar 2015
nivek
I know and love a brother
the little I know I cannot but love
this brother of mine own skin
he lives a life in poetry
 Dec 2014
nivek
weighing less than a snowflake
these words sail alternate universes
coming alive in the mind of everything
 Nov 2014
nivek
rain hits the window
a shower of tapping
organised wet
blown by wind force
from out the cosmos
somewhere deep in the mind
the collective observations
and organised dust particles
blown together seemingly
random weathered rocks
crawling out the waters
mineralised and breathing
 Nov 2014
nivek
The sky is full of black wings
spitting fire at will

This Dragon temper
holds all at bay

Cowered and cowering
under flimsy shelter

One day that Dragon
will be here to stay
 Oct 2014
nivek
Kept in a state of wanting
wanting so much more;
more than cold wet days offer.

Scrabble around in a mindless
void; a starless black universe.
Nothingness at the optimum.

Woe and woe some more
the rain rules with the cold;
Semi-satisfied want is gone.
 Sep 2014
nivek
Spirit thief thieving words;
yes
You know how shallow
you are
Flip the pillow, the cold brings comfort
The air sticks to the wall, you turn away
Shattered night sky, restless thunder
A bow shaped cloud ignites, luminous
blue fissures weld a crossbow of bolts.

Flash, the night sky glows, white hot
subconscious blink, the room lights up.

Fall back exhausted as storm breezes cleanse.
Rainwater Winds and pockets of pressure,
Under the blanket, the mercury measures
Eighty degrees, your skin starts to sizzle,
Rain pounds the glass, gusts cool the air.

Rest those tired eyes, shut yourself in
Storms will retreat, serenity will win.
 Jul 2014
nivek
come break through my scatter
bid quiet to all imaginations
rumble supreme silence
for the embrace I long for
 Jul 2014
nivek
hours of spaces coloured green
finger tips to feel with
eyes empty of sleep
looking outward dreamy
wake up all noises
this oldering body hurts to live in
each breath a sandstorm of smoking
every decision a mockery
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