Sent by Auna Sharma.
Sent by Auna Sharma.
dancing are rays of moonlight
on the oceandancing are your verses upon my skin
goosebumps slowly transforminto prima ballerinas
dancing an eternal allégro
a pirouette of white plumes
stirring me with passion
tickling every crevicein my soul.allégro
Written by The lonely Author.allégro
This poem reminds me the dances of prima ballerina liked by me very much whom every pirouette is touched skin of my whole existence and inspires to dance in moon light and stirring me with eternal passion tickling every crevicein my soul.oh .Ballerina !! Are you reality or fairy of heaven?i love you very much❤please give me your a little part of eternity.
(Hey drew!! If i add something my sweet -sweet new dance of Nataliya; please don’t mind and forgive me)
Sent by Aruna Sharma.29.07.2020
It is for you,my dear!!🌹🌴🌴🌴🌹
(Best medicine for insomnia)
If I give you a smiling blessed kiss forever for enchanting your heart,
Then you will give me a flame which is burning in your heart.
That is my life’s inspiration, because this time I am so much lonely lamb wandering in darkness,
Give me your flame to fry all tensions of my life’s womb feeling heaviness.
Because I want my heart like a small boat as sailing at horizon having blessed wish held tight.
Can you do it for me? If yes, then make some arrangements of eternal light,
And there I will sacrifice all whatever takes birth as norms,
To make the sunset so much beautiful reddish for eternal bones.
Written by Aruna Sharma. 26.07.2020. 12.45AM
“It’s yourothers may walk road, and yours alone, it with you, but no one can walk it for you.”~Rumi
Be gentle people, it has been two months since I attempted to write poetry. There is plenty of rust.
who am i
who are you
her reflection sighs
fogging the mirror
before I can steal a kiss
who am I
the mist dissipates
revealing a garden forgotten
a mirror image of me
two flowers of dark love
sowed in solitude
I soil my face with jasmines
her scent whispers to me
you are my soul
I am the air that you breathe
Most beautiful poem written by The lonely Author like my wonderful imagination.it’s image remind me a forgotten something which touched my heart often.what is that?i don’t know.may be that is a part of my love’s imagination.Really drew is magician of words.i have never seen him but feel -he is closest of my heart❤i think-a soul is connected with lovely soul.bless you,my dear friend!!
a dry leaf danceswhen the cool winddrags and pushes her awayreminiscent of the fashion
you discard my lovefor every time we get close
‘til our souls are almost one
you become a gentle breezesoftly caressing my heart
then, you’re gonedancing leaf
Written by The lonely Author.
Dear Geeta you are amazing singer,
By God!!Are you wonderful reminder.
Here is most cloudy days,
And i am waiting your voice’s rays.