Your poems are bliss

like a first kiss

They pour from your heart

one flowing ending, middle and start

And take me away

for a brief second today

To a place full of happiness...

... and Sun Flowers smile in the rain!

I read poems everyday

with your thoughts I wish to stay

They enchant and fulfil

like an ecstasy pill

And make me wish for days

Caught up in the shade

Watching the great sunrise of your imagination…

… every Morning nothing like the last.

But alas I do return

To a world on the burn

Where life falls apart

and tramples my heart

Commuters force me to the ground

‘till on my face there’s a frown

And I’m forced to realise that nothing is sacred…

… except the simple, loving and sometimes endearing verse that flows from mind of a Poet.