Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Hoi Chère C.,

If I may quote you:
in my slumberous state I cause chaos

Don’t we all?
I embrace the thought in real life.
There’s nothing more tedious or boring than perfection.

So:
in my slumberous state I cause chaos
Is the cherry on the cake.
Just my opinion.

À lovely write!
Kind regards, Gus

Fantastic spill, my friend! May Arawn hear your darksome call and be your lantern into Annwfn. Not just yet though, we need more of your beautiful melancholy. Excellent poem as always.

Clay

There is NO SIN in being a woman, none. If there is SIN, it is brought about by the burdens placed on women in a male dominated, patriarchal system and society. It’s a strange evolutionary process that a biological difference (having babies) became the source of oppression.

While I applaud the artistic value of this poem, its sadness, its flow, and metaphor, I am also torn in that there should be no sacrifice made. Instead, there should be a head held high acceptance of the chaos, of celebrating joining the chaos made by all of us as human beings, and we are a chaotic bunch.

Crimsin, I hope I have not trampled all over your poem’s garden, it’s just that women are not evil or gods, just human. And certainly not for sacrifice.

Curt

I really like this dearest Benny great photo too ❤️

The mind is a trip… I much enjoyed this one

Powerfully penned, Peter. Another excellent write my friend. The mind is full dusty corners, nooks, and crannies where secrets often hide. Nicely done. Appreciate you.

Damian

Bravo Damian, expertly poemed sir .. I can hardly wait for spring myself .. Neville 😎👍

Powerful work.

Your rhyming skills are becoming masterful, Damian. I love the effortless flow in this. That change of season can be exemplified by many on youtube who are tired of life’s games. Great work here.

We are so long overdue for one. I’m hunting light and warmth everywhere I can find it these days. I think we all are. I’ll gather dead fall if you get some matches. We can dance around the bonfire of hope, my friend

”Stillborn inside a think tank”

That alone cooked the cerebral synapse…
Here you go … still throwin poetic anchors into
this sea of rhapsodic artistry

Much respect always

Naaj

हमें हमेशा वो नहीं मिल सकता जो हम चाहते हैं 🌿

बादशाह शाहजहाँ ज़रूर रानी मुमताज़ महल से बहुत प्यार करते होंगे, क्योंकि उन्होंने उनकी याद में एक शानदार तोहफ़ा बनवाया था, शानदार ताजमहल, जो उनकी हमेशा रहने वाली आराम की जगह है।

और, मुझे आपका परफेक्ट टाइटल, “मुमताज़,” बहुत पसंद आया, जिसके बाद इतने खूबसूरती से लिखे गए शब्द हैं जो देने और लेने से सीखी गई बड़ी सच्चाइयों पर ज़ोर देते हैं।

अपने प्यारे शब्द शेयर करने के लिए आपका बहुत-बहुत धन्यवाद ⁓ रिचर्ड🖌

Thank u 🙂