Sound of heaven

A fairy sung a song
beauty of those words
rivers start to flow
flowers start to grow
universe slowed
Just to hear that melody

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Self esteem

In dreams
a door it seems
leading to redemption
such an assumption
am I really worthy?

Destination

words are not enough
pictures, images are mere rough
descriptions, incriptions
of what is being observed

dipping toes in cold water
of a clean clear lake
on a sweaty warm day
in a heaven not far away

need to be felt
when emotions are spelt
with sighs and smiles
even after thousand miles

unable to leave you behind
without realising, conceptualising
suddenly a short walk
turned into a infinite journey

and a mere small town
foregin to the core
with unrponouncable nouns
became a unleavable
unbelievable, destination

Tinkerbell’s home

A fairy’s twinkle
Touched poor heart
Lost, bewildered
Stops and starts
Looking for her abode
To return in kind
affection received
Love left behind
Crossed seven seas
Could not find
Fairy and her home
Honolulu to Rome
Searched researched
for decades past
Eyes had less light
million memories lost
Stumbled upon
most beautiful dome
my missing dear fairy
and her long lost home
Kiss was returned
Passions climb
Eyes shined brightly
one last time
travels of decades
worth every dime
last breath in her arms
in heaven sublime

Speechless

Listen to the sound of heaven
No words are needed
just this…shhhhh!

Sea dragon city

Leviathan of towns
forget all your nouns
when describing the giant
have to be compliant
Laws, customs and more
Will go back for sure!

Before innocence

age before
innocence
I met you
roses greeted
with hearts
in their hands
no one stood
a chance
to match that
grace, beauty
master creator
fell in those
sparkling eyes
no one survives
just you and
your hidden
smile
eyes dreaming
what will be
all we can see
is you