PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Know that when you’re not around

I resemble the thirsty desert crying out aloud

Longing for your soul, sending feeling to invoke the cloud

Till the sky cries for the flowers separated from it’s ground

Till the shadow becomes the sunshine

and the moon clearly light



Know that when I don’t behold your face

I resemble a feather blown by the wind

My heart dances with no instruction

My soul travels in all direction

Picking up flowers from the gardens of thoughts

The world becomes my home

My heart becomes the soil for your plants



Know that when I don’t hear your sound

I listen to poets singing new songs

I hold my heart like a pen with dried ink

Pouring from the depth of my soul

With a desire to Love that never dies