top of page
Search

Things All Magical

His eyes sparkle like galaxies,

His aftershave whiffs of freshly cut grass,

His mouth tastes like fresh flowers,

His lips making the magic start.

His soul chases the shooting star,

To reach a planet of dreams,

For him to read poetry,

Written in every possible hue to sing.

When he finds the little birdies,

Who take him to her,

In the world full of magic dust,

His heart too beats like thunder.

photo from pinterest.


 
 
 

Recent Posts

See All
Chamaat

I have a really wholesome topic to write on, But I have a stupid migraine, All lights are pinching my eyes, My head is throbbing with its own heartbeat, And everything above the neck feels so heavy, S

 
 
 
Where's The Tax Payers Money Going

There's dirt piling up on the side of the roads, Making it almost an impossible city to walk in, While the dry leaves of the trees, Don't feel romantic enough to me now, Where's all the tax payers mon

 
 
 
Can I Come Back To You?

Can I come back to you, Wounded from the battles, I fight silently in my head, Scratched all over with scars my thoughts cause, Breathless yet with my heart beating too fast, The same one you broke on

 
 
 

Comments

words for the day

bottom of page