poetry by Zerayn D.

  • Dancing Tears of Heaven

    Embracing Stormy Nights in Nature’s Poetic Dance On a hot evening, sweltering beyond belief,I sat on my porch, drenched in sweat, seeking relief.Though the sun had long since set,I was fooled by the heat, feeling no cool air yet.Steam rose… Continue reading

    Dancing Tears of Heaven
  • When I stood out

    Musings on Feeling out of Place As others quenched their thirst with drinks of frosty iced,this soul chose a steaming cup of coffee, undeterred by the summer’s heatIn a vegan store, barbecue sauce I sought in vain,A misfit request, going… Continue reading

    When I stood out
  • Life Beyond Screens

    A Poem to Embracing Reality in the Absence of Computer With eyes wide open, I witness a sight so real,My senses feel the world, its essence so surreal.A whiff of good and bad air, sensation without glamour,I touch what I… Continue reading

    Life Beyond Screens
  • Symbolism in September

    Asters, Morning Glories & Love As September is waving goodbye, I thought of posting something relevant to the birth flowers of the month: aster and morning glory. They are symbols of powerful love and affection. Here’s a poem of dedication.… Continue reading

    Symbolism in September
  • Echoes of Strength: The Tribe’s Fight for Change

    Within the tribe, the heart speaks truth,Their deep longings yearn for a vision of proof.Their hearts, like drums, beat with zeal,Pictures of victory, the truth they reveal.In the distance, they see a dream,Of peace and harmony, as bright as a… Continue reading

    Echoes of Strength: The Tribe’s Fight for Change
  • Unheard Melodies is a tragedy in nature

    What are leaves, dancing with the wind?What are waters, cascading from heights?What are birds, chanting their songs in flight?What are blossoms, rocking in the breeze?What are tides, ebbing and flowing with ease?Why are the denial of revelations nature’s grandeurs?they will… Continue reading

    Unheard Melodies is a tragedy in nature
  • ⚫️Black Butterfly⚫️

    tiny and dark, a speck unseen,a small, mysterious spot so cleanan egg it was, yet hard to spot,a bother it was not, minute as a dot,it seemed a tiny plotwill it grow a lot? when I turned my back,in but… Continue reading

    ⚫️Black Butterfly⚫️