This is a review of a book I promoted last year. I have books that I have barely started, and not returned to, so I am reluctant to buy any more. I made an exception with All the Words I Kept Inside, because a poetry book is for intermittent reading in my opinion. Like music, …
Lying in the long grass on a warm summer’s day As the gentle wind blows above our heads We gaze at each other without a care Like the swallows above us in the air
There is a place by the sea That will always be special to me It is where I went when I needed to be free Free from the sadness Free from the all the madness Free to think under the cover of darkness The sound of the waves splashing in front of me Relaxed and …
Arising from the ashes of a double bereavement Is like waking from a long dark winter slumber And drinking from a cup filled with optimism The spring sunlight brightens up the shadows of gloom And like a sunflower turning towards the morning sun My mind faces out towards the hope on the horizon Photo credit: …
The love that is lost may never return The love that is shared is always there The love that we give is more than fun The love we receive is like walking on air
She came in from the night like a beacon of light and spread love everywhere her radiance touched. The earth glistened like gold droplets on black leaves and the air smelled of aromatic fragrance in the cool breeze. Love was universal and reigned supreme.
Said the little boy, “Sometimes I drop my spoon.” Said the old man, “I do that too.” The little boy whispered, “I wet my pants.” “I do that too,” laughed the little old man. Said the little boy, “I often cry.” The old man nodded, “So do I.” “But worst of all,” said …
Another clock change Another child cries And another child dies Where is the humanity To rise up against Those without sanity?
I knew a simple soldier boy Who grinned at life in empty joy, Slept soundly through the lonesome dark, And whistled early with the lark. In winter trenches, cowed and glum, With crumps and lice and lack of rum, He put a bullet through his brain. No one spoke of him again. You smug-faced …
Alone with my thoughts I can hear the screams Piercing through the silence Of my dark and troubled mind I am living in a world Where a terrorist state Can freely slaughter Men women and children My world can never be the same again I cannot forgive and I will not forget Those who remained …
All the Words I Kept Inside is a collection of poetry written by fellow blogger Pooja G, of LifesFineWhine – The Life & Ramblings Of A Zillennial. “This collection of poetry urges you to look deeply inside and confront your darkest thoughts. It takes that inner dread, disappointment, and heartache to reveal the words of …
And if… And if the branches tap my pane And the poplars whisper nightly, It is to make me dream again I hold you to me tightly. And if the stars shine on the pond And light its sombre shoal, It is to quench my mind’s despond And flood with peace my soul. And if …
The clock changes But nothing else Time travels Without pause The blood flows Without redemption A child cries Now all is gone
Their lives are like fallen leaves That lay on the ground until They gradually just disappear As if they never ever existed But they are not leaves To be swept away by invaders They are human beings Who are being exterminated It is not a lapse of memory Since the last holocaust It is a …
The flames burned bright Inside their tents at night Their screams pierced the sky As civilisation continued to die
If I must die If I must die, you must live to tell my story to sell my things to buy a piece of cloth and some strings, (make it white with a long tail) so that a child, somewhere in Gaza while looking heaven in the eye awaiting his dad who left in a …
Time moves on into the fire Memories live on, echoing the past Nothing stands still, everything changes We live and we die, inevitably nothing lasts We love we hate we forgive Because tomorrow is another day We can choose to remember the good Although it is not always possible to be that way …
I want to slip away quietly Like a submarine in the night Gone, but perhaps remembered For never backing down from what is right Departing in the darkness and gone by the morning light Like an elusive bat quietly vanishing, during its nocturnal flight
Snowflakes flutter down and land on my head like confetti Reminding me of the day we became joined in matrimonial bliss. Your eyes shone like sapphires as you glided along in your wedding dress Not just the centre of everyone’s attention, but for me, the centre of the universe. We sealed the promise of till-death-do-us-part …
A True Friend If I could catch a rainbow I would do it just for you. And share with you it’s beauty On the days you’re feeling blue. If I could build a mountain You could call your very own. A place to find serenity A place to be alone. If I could take your …
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