Posts by tag
world
32 posts
The Forgotten Comrade
Two comrades in arms, sundered by death. One laid to rest, and the other returned, bereaved and full of health. The fallen comrade, resting at first, traversed the cosmos, with…
Share
A Trip Down Nostalgia
Come on and take my hand, Let’s take a trip to memory land, When although life was not so grand, It was never sad or ever bland. When our smiles…
Share
Trying to Remember
“Why does everything have to be so hard? Like we are just pretending and pretending. I try to be happy like everyone else. Forgive me for the days I can’t.”…
Share
Words of the Dead
Recklessly I am taking to my new home, Home I have ran away for, for long. Now it seems I am free from that little prison called earth. My body…
Share
No Strings Attached
Our little wooden cottage was set up on the coast of the Summer Vacay, not very far from the sea. A walk with grandpa, enjoying the tranquility and warmth of…
Share
The Pure Savage
On lofty land The pure savage bird Builds its eyries With plenty of benign Dark from the human race The majestic Eagle, Flaps its mighty wings with elegance. Screeching across…
Share
Missing Feeding of the Birds
Keeping my daily journal diary short these sweet bird sounds lost- reviews January through March. Joy a dig deep snow on top of my sorrows. Skinny naked bones sparrows these…
Share
Over the hills, Along the shore.
Virescent lines drawing curves of hills I worship every time I recall her figure, Douglas firs aligned Rivet memories from our first kiss How dry cracks on her lips Touched…
Share
Dr. Priyanka Reddy: Another Harrowing Brutal Rape and Murder
The news about the murder of a 26-year-old Indian Vet named Priyanka Reddy is circulating the Internet. For those who are not aware, Priyanka was raped and burned in the…
Share
A Letter To My Old Self
Dear girl who had a shoddy past, I am hoping that we will never meet again and therefore writing this letter to talk to you, to confess, to thank you…
Share
I Will Stop Loving You
When the sun doesn’t shine And dreams are no longer mine When hopes run out And volcanoes no longer shout When all the oceans become dry And you count…
Share
Nightscape
Fog horns sound though air soaked in blackness. All evening long listening to hiss of trucks, cars. Shadows brush across walls as trees trace their branches. Gathering and…
Share
In This Godforsaken City
The sole meaning of life is to serve humanity. ― Leo Tolstoy We live here. In this city. A Godforsaken one. We live in wooden houses, brick ones,…
Share