Sorry I am late, business waits for no man. Last haiku, I swear.

cat’s out of the bag don’t cry over spilt milk unless you’re laying in it don’t spill the beans unless you’re feeding the homeless don’t open a can of worms until you fish you read me like an open book at a Library   __ar.

After the storm the poets fade Complete silence In the air of wanting the poets whisper Musings in agony Take whatever’s left And bury it deep inside For the next time But fret not Love with you do Because words Drive And you’re along for…

I felt connected with him From the first kiss The kiss that never should have happened.   I knew I wasn’t supposed to love him Because it was wrong Because that wasn’t our deal Because I love another Because I wear a ring But I…

Taken off the site due to personal reasons! If you are a marathoner and want to read this one, just let me know. 🙂

she is elfin – it is in her eyes, the tourmaline tinged satyrs, that mischievously shies in numinous splendour; she peers through the canvas of the night – head to toe, covered in tenebrous delight.

he told me i was his poetry girl caramel skinned long thick locks and he, tall thin framed- he was my extra large cinammoned cappacino- whipped cream and all; bringing song and light when he was around. his essence was like a diarrhetic and words…

Rock steadies my feet; we stood here together. An ache, relentless, crushes my core, from which legs are like nothing; inadequate trusses.… Yet still I stand. Now, from below the Earth, our beacon rises. I know nothing of God, but still I stand. I only…

I held onto the afternoon, My fingers tinged light pink, With fear of what was coming soon, For night brings time to think. But like the dawn turns into day, The day turns into night, Lost and lonely on my way, I held the fading light….

Two gasping Quick inhalations And then ‘You have got to learn To wing it Only then can we All flock together” She told me when I was age four Then there was that day The day of Blood They called her grandmother I called her…