Poetry There are a number of poets among the Ovi team, so we have gathered the together here.
| ||Poetry of the Stars|
The days and nights
Melt into one,
Are the poetry
| ||Ferguson |
Why am I here?
Who sent me to
wound my enemies
I climb the misty mountain peak. And heavy clouds will be my bed, the last place where I will sleep.
| ||Sulphur-Stamped Skyscapes |
Pale opalescent cloudscapes of vapour
Breathe like a canvas stained in vibrant pigment blur,
All sulphur-stamped's the sun's clouddriven capers,
Poetic's distillation from weak sunlight skycolours.
| ||Ingrained |
| ||Black Lines|
White mountainous clouds reflect
Orange magma colored sky
As the sun dips below fading tree lines.
Miracle like rays of light
Shine through the tree arranged branches -
Pinpoint upon swing rocking by slight breeze.
Beyond wooden swing set
| ||On mourning and paralysis|
I'm lost, I'm lost, I confess. In a minute I'll be gone. In another
minute I'll belong to the past, escape the present. I'll be stripped
there was a war.
your great grandfathers
| ||The Silent Scream|
I woke up
In a corner
Of a dark room
In a cold sweat
| ||The shapes that were crying in the rain|
Shroud don't say anything if I changed
my hair, if I spoke my thoughts, don't
move an inch, a muscle. There's a knot
in your throat. It is just a moment in the