The Book of My Life
I once opened the book of my life, The pages popped and loomed up high. I flipped through the pages one by one, They were filled with memories in thousands. The sweetest ones seemed to glow, Memories that smiled with a rainbow. The funny ones made me laugh out loud, Memories with friends who made […]
If Meetings Are Truth
#Poattic-4 #Poetryparlour #Lies If meetings are truth, Then partings are lies. In this cyclic world Rushing hither thither All screaming silences die. And circular points disappear. One hastens through a motley crowd Into the comfort Of a tenuous heart’s tie. *** ‘Tis this silken strand That anchors A time-worn traveler’s Blighted heart, affixing It into […]