“Will you hold me Nick And fulfill this craving, Touch my waist, And trace in Italics? And kiss my lips, For they are laced With a veiled wish. Hold aloft my chin, Like you want to win Me, and on my skin, Tell me can you sniff A submission to sin? Look into my eyes Dearest, can you read My peering soul script? Because it says honey, That you are my beginning And the endings of my end.” LoveSoulTouch Book:Dear Nick Source: Dear Nick
“The tales of a sybil Speak of an ancient diary Shared between angels and the diabolical devil Each page of the diary is split vertically in three- The left column enlists the dreams, And the next two columns are empty. The fields are left blank To be entered with details, Such as the date and the time The middle one is filled by the angels when the dreams are born, and the right one is done by the devil for he takes delight when they are to die. But they say one day, And that it happened only once, when devil was scrawling Eagerly in the right column He stumbled on a particular cell- On the horns of dilemma He ratified the row and reread the dream, A shiver ran down his spine, his brutal hands trembled, Sweats formed on his temple and even the devil let out a sigh. It was a dream in which you were mine.” LovePainPoetry Book:Dear Nick Source: Dear Nick
“In a great epiphany Words begin to part And tears trickle down my cheek For the god that i had once lost That i had been looking for everywhere Was all along, in my heart.” LovePoetryFaith Book:The Main Character Act Source: The Main Character Act