Happiness, Do I Know

Happiness, is it written
On our golden spoons

Happiness, is it discovered
on the valleys, of our palms

Advertisement

Every Day, A Child

every day is a child
born through us
be it a man or a woman

Nothing.. Nonsense: Monorhyme Challenge

Poetry challenge: Monorhyme

A piece of clay
Bake and play
I had this day
Nothing to say
Don’t wanna stay

My Dream

Misty morning on the rise

A dream of my own paradise

Among violet, orange, pink flowers

Blooming with nature’s powers

Colors of thoughts flying high

Observe life’s moments pass by

Peace by the autumn garden

Freedom with desires golden