The sunlight hits the floors
Warming the cement walls
Perhaps it is cold in Paris too
And there is a price to pay
For hurting someone
There as well.
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2015.
The sunlight hits the floors
Warming the cement walls
Perhaps it is cold in Paris too
And there is a price to pay
For hurting someone
There as well.
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2015.
poignant words. spare power. i have pressed this on my blog #formidableWoman: toward a culture of gentleness.
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Thank you for stopping by and for following Storyteller. — Ray
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You are welcome. Feel free to visit my blog too when you have the time. 🙂
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Does he caress your hair
Before consuming your lips?
Does he bring you flowers,
The tulips you love?
Does he read each thought
As it leaves your mind
And lingers on your eyes
Like dew on a winter leaf?
Does it rain nostalgia in Paris
When i write of us here?
– Sumeet
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So true Celestine. To forgive, a verb that possesses the potential for the most immense transformative power for a better world today. Have a joyful and peaceful day. 🙂
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It always does come back, doesn’t it? Forgiveness is key. 🙂
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beautiful. love this
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Thank you Pearl. I always appreciate your visits. Have a lovely afternoon. 🙂
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And March marches on to the end..it is in sight!
Lovely poem..as ever.
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Thank you. Indeed a new season approaches and I surrender to it. Have marvelous day. 🙂
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So beautiful and profound.
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A beautiful poem!
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🙂
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Beautiful poem. Every evil act or thought when directed towards others comes back to us as a negative force.
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Each one of us is responsible for the kind of energy that we choose to share. 🙂
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