SapphtrixPoems

S💎a💎p💎p💎h💎i💎r💎e How I feel, so cool confiding in a total stranger ... Yet, not a lone ranger!! His words, so strong.... like a sledgehammer,  breaks every stony edges,  and parts into my heart...  Right at the Nick of time...   Though I seem stressed, yet ,this He  assures me, that a torn garment of a heart, a new sew, just as seamstress do... what else could I replace his words with?  For they are laced with songs from a minstrel to a mistress... They are more like heat, yet not it! They truly lit...yet no smoke, they eat up every damned vein fruits sown in my vine of a heart in bits!!  Like a trumpet, it sounds ,melodies of my aged, gone, and forgotten country...          Though not every bit feet's in... For now I see, how far the winds has blown, how deep and big the seas had swallowed!! how long the mounts had stood!!   His words are so cool,  but who? Not yo...

S💎a💎p💎p💎h💎i💎r💎e He found me!! where I lay, broken  and shattered...  Piece by pieces, he picked me!!! When no amount of  wools, could make my wounds clean,  he healed me!!!  When no amount of pool's visit ,could my filthy look clean... yet he stood, with wide arms that I may  on him,lean! I was sold out, to these cruel bidder, whose wipes never  wither,  but create scares that lathers with pains!! Hmm.., A torment I never wished, even foes, a moment...yet with his blood he bought me! There I was in a field filled with weeds and nothing to glean, he feeds me!! Though, the only prayer offered  before the world's court for me, were a  cold feets, grey skin, and stiffened jaws...  Although, my flaws,upon me had fallen...He took my faults!! It pleases him to lease ,his peace,and give his whole being .... for a least being like me,I was lost and gone...yet he found me! Though the wise says...

S💎a💎p💎p💎h💎i💎r💎e💎 Time, past noon... stood I  at the  balcony, catching cool breeze and watching ,children play with beach sand in hamony, They rub themselves in mire ,their noise of laughter heard from  miles,and no sooner, they  cry with much pain... yet never sort for an Anthony  ...reminds me of mine... A time, when playing with other kids would make me reel like one drunk with strong wine ... A time, when we could curse the rain for destroying castle made of  fine beach sand.. yet  bathe we, in it's ice without knowing the cold... A time ,when all we desire was a date at the beach where we could teach life ,the crafts we were born with.... A time ,when all we knew were told us by those who own us. .. wondered why I love those times? Those times make real!! time spent with other kid,soon, absorbed,like waters in a beach sand poured!!  yet with this other Me! were memories forever!!! ...

S💎a💎p💎p💎h💎I💎r💎e Two Face of love... What then is the true face of love like? When broken into symmetric lines... It's a scaly smooth face!!With  Eyes!! running....one of water and the other blood!!  Nostrils...  that breathe peace and horror!!   Cheeks....      full of heinous smiles of vengeance and the other comforting!! Mouth...     that preaches and enforces freedom and at the same time put to bounds!! When All adores beauty...the beast a secret!! S💎a💎p 💎p💎h💎i💎r💎e💎

S💎a💎p💎p💎h💎i💎r💎e  We are all endowed...  though he has got no writing skills but a look that steals even a busy ant into admiration!! Just this one whose sense of humour drives away the tumour  of unyeilding thoughts Yet not seen...his heart heads downward to fetch love out of Well streams... He has placed his faith on a date! Just as a sire at loves gate...he waits for his Dame! So,this Daniel never mind to dine in a den of dames...as long as it's a game,he is tamed!! S 💎a 💎P 💎p 💎h 💎i 💎r 💎e

S a p p h i r e How she felt...  like being soaked in a stream of fire... where else could she have been if not in the banquet organised by Him  As he dished out the word! it landed upon the plate of her heart! In a service where she has been served a meal of steaming fresh fire... one couldn't but be full... As one who z drunk she speaks in tongues known to Elohim! S a p p h i r e

  S a p p h i r e Alone with my thoughts...  Clouds are gathered ,with thick  voice of thunder.. .as  boisterous winds awakes settled dust into a race of extinction! Thunder's voice  unwill to compromise the ever patient fate of the clouds! This time!  Just this time!!!  the dust must find it's alternative. it must seize from dwelling on zinc tops!!, from house walls!! and disappear from street parts!!  For the cloud's fate is an outlay dates but for a named date!!! Upon whom will  it shed its tears of fate?,  Upon which walls will it's tears wash clean?, in whose part/street,will it's tears make free from  dust?  Not even thought could tell.. S a p p h i r e

S a p p h i r e The world! He said,  I see, like a stilled water... pure enough to behold the beauty of the shy but fairy sky... as one who beholds his face in a mirror...  It is stilled enough to carry pure seas into streams,  as streams gives back to seas... it had struggled to nurture all that dwell in it  and tortured all that dealt and threatens it . When the shy sky cries for want of releave... like the sea, it had been the bowl that collect it's tears even wen it had no need of them Now !! even now!! has  it rejected her warm welcome, into it's cold arms...  the skies fear of unreleave has made it's tears flow,  as it drops, upon the nipples of stilled waters   It made a noisy ripples that  crippled the waters  purity and there in,  Neva could it be stilled again...yet cool waters boils hot! And all that lives in are done for!! just like one that shut up in a flaming hut...