Author: bimri

Author of “A Picasso”.

2
Feb

A Dream 

I’m sure the Greek gods are gliding softly on their cloud chariots above laughing mightily at my folly. Such a folly I made of my foolish deed. To be candid, maybe it was more than once. On times too many, I lost my one and only, befitting the better half side of my heart, the […]

26
Dec

Bonfire Bond 

​I remember sitting there by the fire. Not on it, just close enough to the Bonfire I could feel the warmth eat away through the night.  While throughout that time, I wanted to feel your side next to mine.  Your head right on my shoulder,  and your gaze right up my eyes.  The picture of […]

17
Dec

Beneath your Beautiful 

I read once,  a man will soon associate a city with a girl. Every town is a place a man met a lady that would forever be associated to that place. That was essentially true most days for me, but, what I found profoundly remarkable is how this other truth is equally mind boggling.  How […]

16
Dec

Our own Religion; we made. 

Our story begins and will end in nature. The beautiful mother nature- what splendor it beholds? What mystery it unfolds? What secrets it holds?  Sabbath midday, I left church to take a stroll to think and wonder about this amazing being who just walked into my life seven days before. Our tale seemed to have […]

10
Dec

Birthday Song 

​Ages ago below the plateau while the satellite’s light bestow  a glow on the bungalow engrossed within the prairies The beautiful girl born bore a predetermine name  which meant strength A heart as tough  as the mass a buffalo stampede stresses on the ground beneath its feet Although we be boundaries beyond I bow to that fact- […]

10
Dec

Wintertime Weary 

​The theory of weary hearts merge on shores of lake Eerie   as rhymed time pieces written in soliloquy flash waves dreary  To the spirit; midwinter hymns chimes ring nostalgic memoirs In this weird crescendo hitting all the soul’s highs & lows Dancing splinter snow-flakes drop as the custom that year If I die tonight let […]

1
Dec

Surreal Pain 

​When you have loved and have lost. All you have is the pain that you caress day in day out. Some days maybe more than most, you just wallow in despair.  All you teach yourself is to hate. Hate yourself for ever being caught so off guard. Hate the day you met that one person […]

17
Nov

Trick of the Moonlight 

​When I miss home, as I will when I am far overseas .  I want to sit and sulk in solitude. Count my memories as stars dwindling on a cloudy night. I’ll caress my agony, of how much I miss my mom and my siblings. I’ll comfort myself with memories shared with jubilant friends.  Where […]

15
Nov

To Noble minds; to Nature. 

​A caricature of the concrete jungle startles me. So does the imagination of the solace urban folks seek there. Just a bunch of buildings and more streets, filled with loitering beings rushing busy with their bizz.  But, you see, minds as mine love roaming bees on colored tree parts and some dancing on fly skies. […]

14
Nov
Brain meets Brawn