A Love Poem — I’ve saved her in my poetry, That precocious girl, she lives in my poems, Between the stanzas, a smile on tight-pressed lips, The little sigh you barely hear, And the keeper of secrets bound in couplets and hidden truths, She is the rest of who I am. In the ink…

Exploring the Depths of Creation — Love me from a distance, for I’m a poet. A sorcerer of words, weaving life’s essence, Into verses that breathe with passion and pain. Do you fathom how I distill existence into syllables? …

The tragic fall of an old tree — An old tree fell this evening, Its silent plea to nature’s grace in vain, As human hands brought forth it's ending, A tale of ancient life, a solemn bane. Gnarled branches once reached for the skies, With leaves that whispered secrets in the breeze, Yet now they yield to man’s ambitious cries, As…

In memory of lost love — You didn’t attend our love’s funeral, Do you even remember the life we shared? What you killed in its youth. It’s the anniversary of our love’s Death. So let’s celebrate together. Throw new soil on the grave, Cover it with stones, And mark the grave “Love is Contagious.” Victims of…

A poetic ode to a beloved homeland — Oh, My Dear homeland, I yearn to reunite with you, Not for your love alone, But to tread the weathered path, winding beneath my village, Laid with stones and scattered remnants of time, In moments of disarray and wandering, It unfailingly led me back to my village, Guiding me to my mother’s waiting arms…

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A Poem on Absurdity — Shame, the scar of human frailty, Inscribed with ink unseen, an indelible mark. Absurdity, currency’s relentless obligations, And the burdens of worry, war, and enmity, we bear. A forsaken generation, dreams shallow as puddles, Blind, ruthless egos devoid of grace or mercy. …

A love that bloomed like a flower — The only gift you gave me Was that of sudden realizations That there was beauty in the universe. Your blue eyes, that God made, Spread the blue color on the sky, As if the heavens themselves wept cerulean tears. Only of how your eyes contained The depth of the ocean, A vast…

Shared melancholy — Oh, melancholic beauty, Come, let us weave together a song, Its notes like drops of rain upon parched earth, Born of sorrow yet destined to bloom Into the vibrant flowers of joy. Together, we’ll craft verses That dissolves the looming shadows of life, Infusing our world’s canvas with hues So vivid they defy…