Poetry

The cool zephyr gently whispers In the ears of trees that stand tall, Leaves pirouette to autumn’s call Dazzling in myriad colors. Spreading the crowned canopy, In shades of crimson,…

  It was an autumn day shaded with myriad colors of crimson, auburn and amber… We both sat mesmerized by the hues of nature, Words of endearment held back within…

    Love me the way I want, So that I shall know it’s true…   Love me – not just during the period of twilight Before the hours of…

This poem contains the following quote; You are my sun, my moon and all of my stars – e.e.cummings ******** You are  – the gentle spring drizzle that causes my…

  Falling snowflakes Piling up by the door, Apple cider candlelights Flickering across the house, Fragrance from the potpourri  Wafting through the air, Simmering hot chocolate Poured into a pair…

  We both snuggled in a cozy blanket with a hot cup of coffee, Watching the gentle drizzle dance across the window pane One after the other. Words were not…

  All I’m left with are the cherished memories, Brumous is my life but my heart still throbs for you; Calling out your name hopelessly, Dwelling in an illusionary world,…

  Cool ,crisp wind of October blows untamed… The trees, once bashful, sway to the rhythm in ecstacy. Having transformed into a mature maiden in auburn shades they glisten, And…

  I am a woman adorning different roles, Most of the time on my toes, running my house, And sometimes I sing, but I am not a singer, I dance,…

I am a poet and thou art my muse, I want to ; Shower thee with a gentle drizzle of April showers, Infuse thee with the scent of heavenly petrichor,…