Young poet – Page 2 – Sui Generis

Sugar and Salt

I am a poem

I came looking for a place to write upon your skin,But it was far too gentle.To hold the weight of my words. I bought a sheet instead. I went hunting for words in your precious smile,But it hid pain far too vicious.For me to even tame. I bought a dictionary instead. When I finally came…

Supine

I aim for the moonAnd the stars that twinkle close,To be part of every poemAnd lines of every prose. To be a minute of every hourAnd a part of every life,The music in the thunderThe success and every strife. I want to be the mystery,The beauty of the night,I want to be the secretsOf the…

Mirage (a dream)

Is all that we see or seemBut a dream within a dream? ~ Edgar Allan Poe, A Dream Within A Dream. Like fleeting thoughtsOn ephemeral nights,Like icicle tears,And blinding lights.Like molten silver,Solid gold,Like dying warm,And living cold,Like burning fires,Embers dead,Like perfect lies,And things unsaid. They say:Humans come and humans go,Good times too and strife,But what if we…

A water lily’s serenade

I sleep in thoseDungeons dark.Shadowed thoughts.Forgotten dreams.Skin paper thin.YetWhen you touch me,With your fingers of gold-The musty mistOf melancholy dies.Darkness cowersUnder your effulgent shine.My skin’s aglowIn your lilac light,Intoxicating, my sun,I your amethyst eyes, In your gentle kiss, is your lover’s rise.