I do…// Rectameter poetry

I do,

survive with my

fluctuating feelings

that catapult my soul to the 

pit of a dungeon to burn it alive

and  again make  it rise to spread 

its wings to fly high and 

reach for the sky,

I do

href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/survive/”>Survive

Advertisements

Tenacious memories# Rectameter poetry.

Tokens,

Carrying those,

Tenacious memories,

 of you, stored in those deep secret 

Chambers, for none to see, is the proof,

of my love  my heart cherish and

the hurt my soul hides, by 

cherishing those

Tokens.


href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/tenacious/”>Tenacious

# Fortune #Rictameter Poetry #Daily Prompt

Your smile,

is the sanguine

radiance , that your face

express  to cheer and revive my

crushed hope to rejuvenate my soul and

overcome the hardships in life .

so, the fortune, I treasure

in my heart is 

your smile.


href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/fortune-2/”>Fortune

Rictameter Poetry// Meaningless

Unsaid

words of love

believed to be buried

deep after years of  secrecy

threatening to break barriers of time

ends up with a meaningless greetings

and a painful goodbye 

carrying love

Unsaid.

href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/meaningless/”>Meaningless</