The crowd counted her, Lass of provident. Only she knew that she’s a Regina, Of forced regiment. The luscious, luminous lurex Brought her no jubilation. All she prayed for is that arms, Which embraces her giving liberation. Though, she’s an…
In the line of sight We watch the horizon, As it has no age No enemies No deceit And no confusion. We see from Afar, As it is all mystery All infamous All profound And all knowing. In…
I made cracks in a wall with my teeth and kept the spirit of my child in it, and told him I will be back for him. I am still the mother, I fold and unfold myself to bring forth…
Beauty often time eludes A manifest beauty it is not Plastered in turmoil and tragedy It reeks of frustration And bears a mark of fear Still, by and by Beauty ‘neath the pain Is all life is Counting the joyful…
I hear the casket close, Shut tight for one last time For my face to be forgotten Or to remain within someone. I hear the footsteps approaching Like gravel sand sliming through heals High as I go in the blinding…
My father sleeps with an atlas, Each night a vacation To the Seattle opera Where melody becomes his religion Changing prayers of light To soft, tenor cadences. His bones thirst for Wagner Ring Of The Nibelungen Rattling the keyholes of…
I In a novel she chose to read, she buried her face, While the night seemed to her longer than usual. The words of Paulo she had made a trace, Everything she dreamed of, incised into a long…
Trapped amidst towering pernicious trees, Skin soaked and bone burnt, Dribbling saliva down his chin, Hollowed and cursed, he waits. Trembling legs and clenched fist, Stung eyes cannot mind the mist. Leaves, odiously green, twist and twirl, Coursing and stretching…
Walk, Road ahead, The leering hyenas waiting, To taste a piece of meat, They are thirsty, Rolling tongues, I can see. A nasty stare, At my body, I feel so dirty. Taking a step, I walk back, Are they coming…
I can always tell how long it will last or how much it will hurt, by how we hold our hands with obligation awkwardly not at all or intertwined and tightly gripped fingers that communicate all on their own our…
Why do we live Sometimes I ask myself There’s too much stress No one is really their self From kids to milfs Busy climbing cliffs Life’s unseen thief Ironically The commander in chief The sailor to our ship True affectionate…
Have you got no feelings,Have you got no heart? Don’t you understand how it is to be torn apart? From our own bodies and from our loved ones We wish you could clearly see how our blood runs We are…
The fear of losing darkness is called light. The fear of losing a touch is called lust. The fear of losing a smile is called laugh. And the fear of losing you is called love.
Crying under a shower of rain makes you think the whole world is weeping with you. Standing under an Autumn tree makes you think the whole world is falling with you. A big crowd by the station makes you think…
