Tag: imagination

Paper Airplanes

I can’t remember the last time
I made a paper airplane.
Do you remember how they each flew differently
but were folded the same?
Each crease of our imagination,
when it flew, we would watch with fascination.
Weighed down by too many thoughts and prayer,
I question why it never goes anywhere.
But when a friend makes one
and I see it fly,
I can’t help but smile and give it another try.


Inspired by a great guy and writer, Antony! Keep up with the poetic mischief brother!

Traveling to Evergreen

There’s a place where the river can be mistaken for a field.
Its green so pristine, emeralds shine every foot and fathom.
When the wind blew, it would bend
the watery knolls in its wake.
I have never seen such clouds—
mistaking it for Dragon’s Breath.
Forming dense patches,
my curiosity taunts me
to reach for it.
The slopes never touched the sky
as if unworthy for heaven.
It made the dangerous
faces so inviting.
There were no trees, but this place
radiated life.
Tucked away and untouched
by civilization, my peace.
When the time comes
to move on from this world,
I would love to go there again.
This place of Evergreen.

Quo-etry

Poets are people who stand under a cloudy night, too busy gazing at the stars

Red Wine

Image from Pixabay

Bottled and aged with sophistication,
I’m infatuated.
Her look. Her charm.
More so, my virginity unrelated.

She pours into my glass,
smooth as satin only her and I know.
Her elegance intoxicating.
Touching my lips, I ask for more.

Sharing my thoughts with her,
I breathe in every bittersweet reply.
Glass after glass,
eventually calling it a night.

I went to bed alone,
laying there in silhouetted light.
I fell in love with a woman
who I met in a glass of red wine.