canvasing a warm sun.
garlanding a majestic mountain.
scoring a songbird’s soulful tune.
bedecked by sun shimmered ripples.
Partnerships most heavenly!
Remind me of times
my body and mind
dance in glorious harmony,
exuding transcendental beauty.
Not unlike a Canadian summer.
Not to the heavens.
Ever so slightly up,
At the sanctity of
laughs, shared among friends.
The devotion of
hearts, that love tirelessly.
The miracle of
savouring small pleasures.
The enlightenment in
realizing darkness spawns dawn.
Raise your head
from the bowels of hell.
the heaven within your grasp.
- Poetry: The Road. - October 19, 2022
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I’m a. 🖼 Artist who is. Autistic I love ✍️ sketching faces I’ve done. Quite a few mainly. Faces. Side view and I like doing abstract. Drawings using pencil. Our coloured markers
Thank you for sharing another of your Gems. Enjoy reading your words.
“Heaven Look up. Not to the heavens. Ever so slightly up, to earth.”
Beautiful poetry! The first one is my favorite here 😀
These poems are just gorgeous, Anantha! You are so talented you paint such an incredible picture with your words.