One is hard like mountain called duty.
This maybe good like fragment of paradise.
Day are infinite in shades if all.
No promises!
Just day will never be the same…
Category Archives: Poetry
Night comes
Birds sing in city night
Body calls for sleep
Stars blink in sky
Just enough to make us smile
Good night this day
Night comes
Dance nocturne of moon
Last anchor, Innocence
Sitting on my old porch.
Memories of smiles and sadness
Burn like sparks from old fireplace
Years of kids play in wood
carried from shores of sea
My old place will return to ground.
Earth will cover it
Drive to dream
Im driving to
Place of unknown
On softness of night
Year new
Hands change page
Look its new chapter
With empty pages
Ready to be written
New year is born
From heart spark
Night came
Cold is bed
Me and flame
Spark to here fly
Fog over forest
Legacy of fantasy burns in my eyes
What was simple field and few trees
Now is magic land made alive
Power of imagination manifest
Fog in night
Its dark fogy night
Burden crush me into ground
Fight in new and old battle
Its time for retreat into sleep
Until ever victorious army returns
New wave
On coast i stand
Seeing long horizon
Storm pased
New will come
Till then surf
New winds
New question
A touch
Eye contact
I’m afraid of history
We will dance
Fight for spark
Tomorrow
New dawn