Dear girl, Don’t look so surprised That I called you ‘girl’ You know you wouldn’t respond otherwise I know only too well How does it feel to be old; I mean older? I know you’ll say, ‘I can’t really say’ […]
As you stand at the threshold of the future ready to step out of the cocoon of the present; your back facing the walls of the past Remember to take the time to savor the ride and don’t go too […]
Darling, your light shines with such brilliance that it is blinding to others and your intensity so deep that they view you as an anomaly of nature, a creature so peculiar and terrifying. Look at yourself from your mother’s heart […]
Sorrow sits next to me, inconsolable with grief, weeping on the inside, stone faced, heavier than lead, obese. Its eyes sunken inside folds of avoidance and its phantom arms holding tight an aching throbbing emptiness. I assess my emotions. Realization […]
Sakha, The sky turned pink as you looked straight at me My tangerine hues turned red Your eyes grew feathers Softly touching me Your words flew on the wings of a dainty bird Straight into my thick forests Striking me […]
I write you hot, dripping poems John Doe and I write them in crimson ink to simulate my blood, cut me open and feel its flood, read the river rushing through my mud. Touch the words. Taste the phrases. Treasure […]
I found God in sound singing in the voice of the lark, rising from the twirl of a breeze, through the winds afluttering, like a toddler stuttering, swirling through the whistle of a kettle, curling through the somersaulting of rivers, […]
Cobalt blue! Painful reminder of a sea located somewhere dim distant, off-limits mere wish; of a clear sky glimpsed from a barred window hung as a white-blue laundry overhead, —and Allied tempo-spatial temptations Lingering outside, things having agency autonomy mobility […]
This season of wanton abundance when the sensually yielding clouds pour for no reason at all… When the vapoured mist, veiling the window panes send mischevious messages to the passersby… wonder what steamy shadows might be stirring inside! The cuckoo goes […]
Unfortunate is he, who is left empty-handed When life is spent and he’s left stranded Plagued by disintegrated relationship Left defeated, for he could hardly commit Despite every material pleasure Who knows not, the experiences are meant to be treasured, […]
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