Category: Wordsmith

November quote

Quote for November

November is auspicious in so many parts of the country: the rice harvest is already in, the weather starts to cool, and the festive glow which precedes Christmas has began to brighten the landscape....

You Catch My Eye

I heard this poem on Loveworld TV yesterday. It is beautiful.. I just had to go looking for it. You Catch My Eye You catch my eye In the eye of the storm; You...

Hiding Behind My Shadow

Creepy as he walks with me But naturally a reality accepted To be with a companion where ever we go Standing in the crowd I find myself trampled upon My physical being invincible All...

What You Think…

What you think may be a word, a phrase, a book, a movie, a recording or even a song. Whenever you try to picture what you think, something comes up; something conceived within, something...

Simple Yes or No

White padded foam Sitting on radial spiked gold wheels The knight’s pride A stallion Leading the voyage To an institution A place where they live forever A school, to be in till death Two...

A Man of Little Words

His voice lost in his being Journeying from the heart to the voice box From the head to the vocal box His senses fully active Transmitting signals from without Waiting for a response to...

I’m in a Relationship

I have been in a relationship One with parasitic benefits I thought it was the best there ever was It wasn’t just what I thought it was Maybe an illusion perceived A feeling desired...

The Mystery of the Goatleg Pepper-soup

Nestled comfortably in her posh velvet couch, Tope leafed through her teenage diary in reminiscence and content. She had been pampered and therefore happy every moment of her exuberant life by her super-rich parents,...

The World is Rude

Something has gone wrong Nothing is going right Worry is the constant thought Sad the plight The world making sure Of your wrong’s reward you get a fat bite I don’t get this yet...

Who Will Learn to Reach Out

With all the sounds of music playing In melody and harmony Our ears are not listening. With the dazzling pictures of arts, In beautifying colors, Our sights are blurred. With the lively sensations around,...