Winter Micro Poems


What Is

my words
suspended Icicles
at the edge of your
silence
-tears of snow

#micropoem #icicle #winter

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your words
sharp gleaming daggers
piercing the soft flesh
killing instantly

#icicles #micropoem #winter

What could be –

our love
electric and lyrical
like
icicle melting
on tongue

#winterlove #micropoem

Poemas Cortos – Micro Poems


I held the sun between my fingers
reminiscent
– your face
crimson with love

*****

early morning drizzle
all the words
you never say

****

Sometimes

I wrap your silence around me

because

that’s the only way

to be close to you

****

thoughts get frozen
in time and space
memories come
like blizzard of snow
bleeding heart leaves
a trail of hurt

*******

some questions

burn like embers

should I seek the answers

or just let them be?

*****

your love
wondrous
teasingly obscure
delicate, ethereal dream
untouchable and
beyond reach

just that

********

A friend’s response on the above . Sharing because it is worth it. 

Your glance fleeting,
Your presence lingering.
Your thoughts addicting,
The desire for you

ever-increasing

*****

shadow of the moon
staring hungrily
ravenously longingly
rich night sky
its hues and
changing patterns
remind me
of our love

**********

when I strip away the darkness

all that remains is

You

************

come to me my beloved

brew me a cup

for the winter’s night

spice it with love

and stir it with passion

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O, dark muse of the night
seduce me with sultry dreams

for I am still

at the edge of desire

O, longing heart

should I succumb

or

fold the night

and tuck it away?

**********

Silence and Words – Poemas Cortos


your silence
cold, razor-sharp
my words
a shredded tapestry

***

your silence 

moves in the spaces

between my words

adding meaning to them

***********

your silence 

an eternity 

between my two words

Yes or  NO

**********

your silence 

a cacophony of 

choking practicalities

my words 

silence of 

untamed fantasies 

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Words – Silence : Short Poems


words
cookie crumble
winds of change
scattered them
and now
all I have is
a quiet ache
a solitary pain
and
a handful of emptiness

*

laid to rest
words
tied in neat bundles
darkness a ribbon

*

you stripped me off my word garment
unraveled it quietly
pulled a good seam i guess
took the braid of thread
and walked away
there wasn’t a single knot
a perfect weave of silence and words
but how would You know 

*

your silence – my words
longing to touch
twirl the unseen thread of distance
around your nimble fingers
bring them close
let them merge

on your lips or mine

*

Ever dealt with naked silence

it works best from a distance

somethings are better when under wraps