Strange whisperings

28 Apr

Something that was buried deep

Breathes and grows and blossoms bright

Something that sighed in the dark

Shows its face towards the light

The scent of jasmines in the wet air

Sunset spreading streaks of gold

Ripples basking in the moonlight’s glare

Delights my senses as of old.

Vague stirrings within me,beyond expression

Mellifluous echo of violins and drums

Rainbows and roses,happy confusion

Peace presiding over the dusk that comes.

It will not last, this hour, this mood

Like sun on snowflakes will melt away

Then uneventful boredom to make me brood

Waiting for the magic of another day.


Posted by on April 28, 2011 in Poetry



8 responses to “Strange whisperings

  1. mindlovemisery

    May 10, 2011 at 8:26

    Beautiful poem

  2. Jingle

    May 9, 2011 at 8:26

    growth and death are dynamic in nature,
    your words speak and breathe,
    well done.

  3. ladynimue

    May 2, 2011 at 8:26

    Beautiful .. loved the ending lines 🙂

  4. Jingle Poetry

    May 1, 2011 at 8:26

    Thanks for the treat.

    Share 1 to 3 poems with poetry potluck today,
    Bless you.

    first time participants are welcome to share random poems or poems unrelated to the theme.

  5. Jingle

    April 30, 2011 at 8:26

    rich words..

    amazing imagery, keep it up.

  6. 4valentines4words4poetry4you

    April 29, 2011 at 8:26

    i really enjoyed this its very lovely poetry the words are so beautiful and its so wonderfull to keep up the good work on this blog its such a pleasure to read from kevin take care.


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