Ghosts of His Love: A Poem by Concetta Pipia
The nights drip acid, burn me raw— His ghost carves scars in places unseen. I wear his memory like a chain, heavy, Binding me to...
The nights drip acid, burn me raw— His ghost carves scars in places unseen. I wear his memory like a chain, heavy, Binding me to...
Like a bride being carried on the palanquin by its bearers, The boat propels forward on the waves of the sea Like an albatross skimming...
The keel cuts through the lucid dream, Where light refracts in bending arcs, A dance of shadows on the stream, The sun, a silent muse,...
In the bouquet of memories once bright, Where echoes of our love nested still light. A question lingers un jumbled with a little sigh, Will...
Soaking in the quietude at the riverside, Cradled in some endearing past memories, Conversing with my waltzing reflection, In an embellished pleasurable thoughts diving deep....
A boat beneath a sunny sky, With sails unfurled to catch the breeze, A vessel glides where waters lie, Like whispers in the dancing seas....
With my parents…, in dreams together we eat ice-cream we behave as a team have a lot of fun and scream We travel around the...
Like a gentle zephyr, you came, Revving up my snail-paced life Your radiant smile has set my heart at ease, Through ups and downs, you’ve...
That blue drawer: privy to the stacked letters, Some feeble, some crumpled others desolate, That dried rose intact underneath the ‘sketched heart’, An unfulfilled ailment:...
I was unfettered spirit, soaring unrestrained through bosom of nature, A heart brimming with love and boundless hope. I luxuriated in the kaleidoscope of life’s...
In the silence of night, where shadows fall, Life whispered your name, answering my call. You entered my world, like a gentle breeze, Bringing love’s...
Infused with the fragrance of the past, Sheathed with silent layers of dust, forever to last. Capturing struggles, despair, hope, and faith, Meandering through life’s...