What keeps me writing? My answer is simple. The explanation is puzzling. For whoever will find the time to read, I will write. For who doesn’t have the time… My ONE best tip is… Find something that you LOVE and write for it. I do not mean
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Sharing By J.R. Richards I have loved writing for many years now, if I couldn’t write my thoughts out on paper then I began to feel this pressure build on the inside. I knew I didn’t want to express negativity, but I also knew that I
A Lyrical Love-Tryst “When and where.. Did you sign.. The love-tryst.. With source of my life?” My poetry asked me..! As my moments were melting.. Into my beloved’s arms! I answered.. With a tear in my one eye.. And a song in another! “You
A Valentine Date with Life On a lyrically surreal evening, Of February the fourteenth, Life signed a love-tryst With strings of my heart, Playing a melody of dreams Upon the haunted canvass Of my brooding soul! For a scary moment, My heart missed a beat Fearing for
When Eyes Met Eyes When eyes met eyes, A dancing tremor Zipped down our hearts, Breaking into A fountain of chorus, “When eyes wave at eyes, Life waves at love!” When eyes sing with eyes Music of love streams Down the petals of eyes And lips
An Utterly Drunken Dream The air is drunk With a wet magic Of her own youth The world is floating Along the music of The monsoon mist We walk along With woven hearts Waving at the Flying rain-drops Eyes of our love Dare the
When Life Meets Life Stream of my life Was flowing along The shores of her destiny, As a wandering soul Joined along my foot-steps Weaving the music Of her fragrant breath Around the dreaming Petals of my thoughts Her fingers smiled into The eyes of my
Made for Each Other Is it not really, A burning raw desire Binding together our souls Rather than the innocent love Your eyes quarreled With my smiling desire Dripping with pure love! The moon gazed amusingly Breaking into a loving answer “Love and desire Are but two
The Divine Debt Buried in the Silken arms of Love, My life was gazing At the dark sweetness Of the blushing night Wooed by the dimpled Glory of a young moon “Midas touch of your lips Has turned my moments Into golden rain-drops Of a sun-kissed
A Surreal Gaze A surreal roving gaze.. Played its charm along The garden of my heart, Like a master street-charmer Breaking it into A chorus of smiling colors! Never knew when, The sleepless night Eloped with the Speechless smile Of the young dawn Leaving my lonely