To the rhythms,
Of gentle flapping,
I soar into the universe,
And then, slowly, very slowly,
Heaven becomes,
Pure intoxication.
#intoxication
To the rhythms,
Of gentle flapping,
I soar into the universe,
And then, slowly, very slowly,
Heaven becomes,
Pure intoxication.
#intoxication
Take me home,
On those rising waves,
Take me home,
On those gentle ripples,
As they take the ocean,
Slowly to the shore —
Take me home,
To the voice,
Rising from your depth,
Calling me.
#freeverse #micropoetry
#TAKE ME HOME
Aah, look,
The pursed petals,
Quivering in the breeze,
Brush gently the feeble heart,
Thoughtful of its humility,
Yet, tearing it asunder.
#freeverse
Fragrance of your hair,
Smouldering, softly, gently
Wafting in my air.
#haiku