heart touchers

I love her, her look, her songs and the way she sang.

She is the amazing and sensual 

A poem of A warrior

THE NAMELESS CHILD 

There is a mountain of gold.  When the sun's rays strike it, it is irritating to look at.  It is surrounded by red, green, yellow orange, pink and liver-colored clouds, wafted gently by the wind.  Around the mountain fly thousands of copper-winged birds with silver heads and iron beaks.  A ruby sun rises in the East and a crystal moon sets in the West.  The whole earth is covered with pearl-dust snow.  Upon it a luminous child without a name instantaneously comes into being.

Sound of silence

A lady in my mind,

Drowning in frustration,

Frustration of losing To hear

The sound of her lover,

Sounds  of her dear ones.

The music she used to hear,

The feelings came through her ears.

Abstract art:

The artist: Danielle Nowa

Title: Ella

The bright and shiny light,

Lightens up with all it might.