"caressings" poems
Tears of creation
fall from the overcast blanketing
of the billowy, white fields overhead,
blended with a requiem
that only the absence of dawn could manifest,
and kissed upon
by the ever-fluorescent canvases
of smoke, and flame
that carelessly intrude
upon the horizon.
Oh,
how fastidious is the misting
that blesses this premature day,
invoking a spontaneity
within the mundane clockworkings
that symbolically define
the average,
the everyday
and the norm.
Glorious is this sight to behold.
Not only by our soulpanes,
but through the remainder;
our entire spectrum of sensory awareness
that we are so gifted to have received,
yet,
rarely do their values go little more
than depreciated.
The refreshment
that quenches our starving skin,
and slowly enfilms us
with the caressings of unrequited purity.
The dampening of the air
that perpetually enthralls
even the most tolerant
resisters to aroma.
The crispness;
unadulterated,
and without perversions of the modern day;
enrapturous are the resonant entrails of the strata
that ever so gently envelop,
and awaken our slumbering buds.
And finally,
but without conviction,
the resound of symphonic harmony,
abound with the alluring enchantment
that,
in seamless refrain,
could only be achieved
by such a reverent miracle of nature.
These are the moments in which I revel.
And blessed be Her,
who benevolently grants us
with such an immaculance
of cornerless beauty.
Graceful, and sacred is the oasis in the sky.
May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 6:52 PM UTC
Heavenly downpour is here
To wash away every fear,
Cleanse the impure souls
And actualize unachievable goals
Heavenly downpour is here
To make the leaves and flowers
Bloom by her superpowers;
The birds dance happily and stare
Heavenly downpour is here
To carry the burdens we couldn't bear;
Enthrone the gloomy slaves
And enliven corpses in the graves
Heavenly downpour is here
To drown faithless failures and sins
And celebrate the lasting wins
To prove that she truly care
Heavenly downpour is here
To announce another harvest year;
Farmers till and toil the land,
Hoping for bountiful harvest as planned
The cloud cackles and tickles
As she sent down her blessings
To the deserted earth in trickles
Touching the trees by caressings
Children play hide and seek
Both the strong and the weak;
The pitapats of hails on the roofs
Invigorate homes to sing and hoofs
Couples savour the blissful breeze,
The scented moment drew their lips
As their hearts and mouths freeze,
Holding hands and waists in grips
Sep 12, 2020
Sep 12, 2020 at 5:23 PM UTC
To see all the wonders of this world
You must stay permanently in love,
With the firmament, the rocks and stars;
The ocean's rhythmic tidal caressings.
Don't let another day go by
Without paying homage to love,
Though it savage the heart, and give up your secrets
Counting each loss as the gain, of new vision..
Dec 9, 2011
Dec 9, 2011 at 2:23 PM UTC
With the moon
shining bright;
all of my secrets,
all of my sins,
the night keeps.
The perfect night
with my sweet lover
solitude.
The seducing caressings
from my mistress,
my bed.
The comfort and supporting
that my girlfriend,
my pillow,
gives me.
A beautiful and simple night.
The crickets serenading
with their harmonies
so sweetly
to the stars that shine
so bright.
When you can hear
the echo
of a soundless
and peaceful night,
the darkness
blanketing you
with its warmth,
and
when you can hear
the clarity
of your voice
inside your head.
A beautiful and simple night.
Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 12:49 PM UTC