my brain is a broken record that I am constantly trying to buffer, a chorus that changes every time but the melody stays the same, my tongue skips over itself like graft my name onto your family tree I mean tell me you love me…
Category: Miscellaneous
Eternity Now
Eternity Now I am lost in a desert of things. Think that these things matter. Occasionally I remember. I don’t live here. I am looking at a reflection of a reflection of a reflection… Because the real me…
Connecting the Dots
As a kid I enjoyed dot drawings where by linking A to B to C a dog or bear, or flower would appear in the find of randomness Looking up in the sky I can make our the Big Dipper and Orion but my visual…
“He”- An Important Persona
“HE” He is an important persona. He is- who is omnipresent, and makes me feel special. He is- who is outstandingly unique, that nobody can ever beat. He is- who rings the bells of my heart, with a dart. “HE” He is an important persona….
Modesty or Insecurity
Modesty Proud, Seemly, Respected, Protected; Safeguarded. Proper, Demure, Ashamed, Unsure, Obscured, Concealed, Suppressed, Precarious, Vulnerable Insecurity
ETERNITY NOW
You can put it up in neon or carry it on a sign, just as long as people know, the end is nigh. It governed your vote for president, how much you long for His return. It’s had something to do with everything, from…
God- The Garden of My Life
God is the warden Of my little rose garden. Behind every land God has a hand. God has a reason For change in the season. God makes it plain That He controls the rain. God with His paws Made Nature’s law….
Death- An Inevitable Truth
Death will drain, Life’s every strain. All things will mend, After death in the end. Be it big or small, Death has its role. Death is not a notion, That fears no pill or potion. Life is a maze, That will take away every gaze….
3- Silhouettes
We are bodies We walk the same earth I have two eyes, you have ten fingers And yet we are all different We are spirits We experience emotions I have cried and you have smiled And we have our own souls We are…
Poem 3. Invisible Heartbeat
The quiet of night exists just beyond the twilight. A thousand kisses deep in my soul retreat. A silent wish unfulfilled. A heart without a seat. I try to win the meet, yet I do not want to taste defeat. This yearning inside I did not know could…