Submissions by haymanali
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Winter dreams
Beneath the blue
so infinite and divine
of your fascinating eyes
the timid sun sets again
in the diaphanous ruby
of your hilarious lips
that tenderly warm
my winter dreams
rising in my soul
so infinite and divine
of your fascinating eyes
the timid sun sets again
in the diaphanous ruby
of your hilarious lips
that tenderly warm
my winter dreams
rising in my soul
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A wish my heart makes
Wish
I could become
a blue breeze
softly brushing
your sweet smiles
through my diaphanous dreams
vanishing like variegated rainbows
I could become
a blue breeze
softly brushing
your sweet smiles
through my diaphanous dreams
vanishing like variegated rainbows
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Bittersweet world
Your upper lip
is roseate love
your lower lip
is scarlet death
and all my life
in this bittersweet
world is a few words
lingering on your two lips
is roseate love
your lower lip
is scarlet death
and all my life
in this bittersweet
world is a few words
lingering on your two lips
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Fire in your eyes
Beneath the blue
fire in your eyes
your timid kiss
so warm and
scarlet red
softly tickles
my rainbow soul
and quenches
at the meadow
of my drizzling dreams
my indomitable desire
through your tender lips
that still linger on mine
fire in your eyes
your timid kiss
so warm and
scarlet red
softly tickles
my rainbow soul
and quenches
at the meadow
of my drizzling dreams
my indomitable desire
through your tender lips
that still linger on mine
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Fluttering dreams
I dream of you
and you fall drop by drop
into the darkness of my soul
like a swirling spark
starting fire of love
and an after-rain freshness
softly fills me with hope
while the sneaky sadness
of the sweet evening
silently approaches
I know that
my heart has dove wings
iridescent and innumerable
and now
where do my fluttering dreams fly ?
and you fall drop by drop
into the darkness of my soul
like a swirling spark
starting fire of love
and an after-rain freshness
softly fills me with hope
while the sneaky sadness
of the sweet evening
silently approaches
I know that
my heart has dove wings
iridescent and innumerable
and now
where do my fluttering dreams fly ?
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