Cold legs walking in summer
Evaporates
everything until winter
Motivates
Mankind to rise up (upper)
When the sun slept in my bed
My hotness increased
When the moon left me alone, I cried
solar and lunar, Eclipses entangled
Waiting in ages
My heart felt pain
Without seeing your messages
When I lost your eye's shine
Still linger bittersweet hopes
When it is a full moon night
Though clouds come as a bubble of soap
I will catch my moon among the stars right
Scars of blood still reside
Far inside my head, your memory
Until you came to my side
it wasn't our story
About the Creator
Karun
🌿✨ Karun, a poet weaving emotions into verses, embarked on the journey of words to unearth the beauty of feelings. In the delicate dance of ink and emotion, my poetry delves into the nexus of the human heart and the natural world.✍️
Remembering the rink
If you were there, you’ll never forget it. For decades, Durham Ice Rink was at the heart of the city’s social life. From Friday night ice discos to crowds roaring on the Wasps every Sunday, not to mention a proud history of figure skating and speed skating, the riverside rink was the place to be.
By Andy Potts5 days ago in Art
Comments (2)
Scars of blood. I lovee that the most!
Thanks for writing such a lovely.