Hour 24: Two Stargazers

We sit on opposite sides Staring up at the celestial bodies Waiting for shooting stars   We make silent wishes And let our fingers drift In warm eddies They touch   Neither of us know anything about the patterns Painting the sky above us But…

Hour 16

Why do men want flawless women? Are they flawless? No way! Then? It is a mystery to be solved, now I have to make therapy through writing poetry!

Hour 24- How To Say Goodbye?

As I headed to the finish line of this long and wondrous night I get the call that you, Aunt Shirl, reached your own, finished your fight. Throughout my life you were always there for me. You accepted me, loved me, cared for me. I…

3 Before

Vintage continues to survive Forgotten in the back of a drawer Cherished perhaps saved for others Who may never truly deserve   Smiles for those people passed Salvaged in black and white Glossy paper patterned edges Turned over names and dates   Times were better…

Hour 24

hope is what we choose when the world is consumed in chaos when all our dreams are charred and the only path is through change hope is the only choice  

Hour 24, Poem 30

On a warm afternoon Sunlight filters through the leaves Forming shadows on the ground Covered with yellow leaves And I am here In the gentle embrace of warmth Trying to catch a bit of Sunlight enchanting me But how would you catch something You have…

Are We Done Yet

Running away has been such a strange purpose as I am chased by pigs feigning greatness. Peace, such an elusive state of being in this state of chaos. I am almost ready to fight, but I hate fighting. Until then… I just keep running.

H24.P24 – Hope

I rise and see  beauty Clouds floating Birds gliding The earth smiles when it rains We grow happy When we take care of earth.

Time to leave (Hour 24)

Finally I can see the peak, the journey turned out to be so neat, didn’t realize we came to the end, time to leave until we meet again. One can take some rest, enjoy the view, you are on the top, time for something new,…

Hour 23 – Together

Beside the water where fishes live I sit and dream about the day that children and fishes together at the bottom of the river can play I dream of the moments I can soar with the ravens and eagles, starlings and more high above this…