woven wool

woven wool


hello friends,
it’s the twenty-third prompt of a-z challenge and i am really happy to enter it
i.e. a poem with the letter ‘w’.

thank you for your time and i hope you enjoy my poems.
love you all. enjoy and celebrate.
keep the fun alive.

♥ woven wool ♥

weaving a poem to frame the love with thread and needle
comforting her soul in tender beneath the woollen riddle
compass is directing to knit the body with care in middle
interlacing us in the texture to craft the hues as i do fiddle.

holding you close like the wet skirt fountains your baby skin
i will cradle your nightmares to smile in endless loving spin
ripping your frustrations away to show your beautiful within
like fresh dews on grass sips to gently sleep playing its violin.

i am writing words to create a web of affectionate thoughts
like wools are woven to entwine in length and breadth knots
a language to close the distance of coldness that worry us lots
shielding the field to keep safe in static and magical care dots.

love is woven from one set of yarn wool to everest in wild spots.

so finally done 

woven wool

… get set go …

thank you so much for stopping by. it means a lot to me. i will see you soon.

with love – prabhatks 

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voiceless volcano

voiceless volcano


hello friends,
it’s the twenty-second prompt of a-z challenge and i am really happy to enter it
i.e. a poem with the letter ‘v’.

thank you for your time and i hope you enjoy my poems.
love you all. enjoy and celebrate.
keep the fun alive.

♥ voiceless volcano ♥

a space to sage my words in rage on blank page
i speak for you to read my voice of heart being in cage
dormant desire is warming my blood on fire in backstage
screaming for ice to touch my lips that never lies onstage.

mind is dumb to confess and soul in all sense address
trying to communicate and never break our talk to vent caress
crying in sleep to erupt my voiceless volcano being loveless
love has become a question mark to see its death in process.

face expresses to loud the speech of our earthly connection
love is rooted to grow and fertilize my nonverbal emotions
keeping the word to fight with the sword for my ambitions
speechless hunger is yearning to burn and feel the friction.

a voiceless volcano is singing of lava in earthquake condition.

so finally done 

voiceless volcano

… get set go …

thank you so much for stopping by. it means a lot to me. i will see you soon.

with love – prabhatks