I only surrender to him and silhouettes, I wear white as a promise to myself. In a world of terms and conditions printed in black & white I find white chaotic instead of serene. Perhaps, it has more scope to get printed in a colourful…

Speak endlessly to me in cliffs and clouds meaning so much more than we.

I seek you out in sands bathed shadow green and sunset yellow while grey waters eddy at my feet and sea creatures float in the shallows before me   I seek you out with halting cadence and uncertain language its logic trail lost   I…

Forever Destiny brought us close our love will shape it if you are with me everything is our world if you are not an exile for us Together today tomorrow unknown but our love under the sky will remain forever Hour 10 @varenyas

Christmas Eve with The Darlingtons (my apologies but this is less of a poem but more of a tale of love and triumph)   Over the years, Christmas Eve with our family has evolved and only gotten better with the addition of new family members;…

No noisy chaos sounding loudly in the air; beauty in silence

Prompts for Hour Twelve Write about gathering with others. The specifics are up to you. ~willjxn~ In choir— are you singing? inquire: What is your song?   Isolated by fear we come together in one sound. on social media. Me and Youtube inquiring?    …

  The Sound of Spoken Silence Though you never said a single word to me, your silence spoke to me in volumes.     ****A four line poem consists of four lines with a syllabic count of 1/5/5/9.****  

Music blaring while the crowd moves Bodies gyrating men and women As the rhythms of the music beats in the brain This is the heart of the ghetto Residents relieve their stress through dances Reggae music’s universal appeal Dance hall’s hard core beats speaks to…

“Past the river, and through the jungle, There lives a lion, In its den, It prowls around at the mouth of its cave, Circling the air as if it’s trying to catch invisible prey. It never hunts nor leaves it cave, But sits around lazily,…