Poetry is of the soul, a journey taking us to the very depths of who we are as a human. It is the observation of the human condition and all that we aspire to be.

Poetry gives us hope in a chaotic world, that there is a light at the end of the tunnel.

The passion of poetry is in all of hearts. No matter if we are lovers or friends or just silhouettes in the night, poetry is ours from sunrise to sunset and all the time in between.
Poetry is the beat of the hearts of lovers everywhere. It is the language of humanity throughout the ages of mankind.
Poetry will being us closer to our human souls in the new age of mankind, no matter how near or far we are from one another.

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“A Wandering Soul”

The gray skies above the green trees, spark the wanderer in my soul. In my supposed brilliant mind, lurks an horizon needed to be human. A place where love exists, a romance of nature’s passionate grace, where the gray will eventually turn blue in due time, Yet my heart will roam, searching for the elusiveContinue reading ““A Wandering Soul””

A love poem

Originally posted on yaskhan:
My heart goes to a very special place Where it can only see your face. I place my dreams upon your heart Feel it start with a cupid’s dart. Feeling you in every beat of my heartbeat Giving my spirit this sweet retreat. My soul moves to the song of your…

“A Worldly Search”

Sleep well my love for tomorrow begins a new day of untold wealth, that of life. We shall harvest the gold of the sun, ours shall be the diamonds of the night sky. . . to light our days of joy together, guiding us through the black pitch darkness. Gold dust seedlings cover the hillsideContinue reading ““A Worldly Search””


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