English Poetry - Thousands alone

Thousands Alone

Not with small numbers with minor descriptions, Not with little thinkers with menial thoughts. Graves put the sands aside, Thousands of numbers feel alone. Troubles that appeared one after the another, Seems levels wishing for no longer mishaps. Onto…

Back To Basics

I’ve left all my preoccupations, And I’m back down here, willingly. For all of the day that the vacancy of thoughts be…

Under The Light

Under the light at same time, The next day the same place. Have darkness of soul, unknown, Have pride of day next…

If You Can Read My Mind

As I reach for the top to read the sunlight after dark verses of the cloudy night, All that gets before my eyes is cloudy night, again, as it was before, I think for staying there for a while, at…
Meaningless - English poetry

Meaningless

Long before their talks won’t get over, It was almost as such the glimpses of the unknown was preferable, And long before…

My Night

I got a call from my night Saying she knows what’s my dream. I’m busy I told her I was asleep, She…