a dance with grief, solitary steps towards the partner you never wanted to meet. stepping in, bowing out, a bit closer and then dash away to measure, examine, evaluate, and incorpirate this small pain into who you are today. never the whole heartache, only fragments…
Category: Miscellaneous
Third wheel
The moonlight reflecting off the glassy lake surface shines light on her breastbone. Instinctively, she panics, out of habit, nothing more. She lies her head back on her blanket as she looks at the stars. And he watches her, in all her glory,…
Hour 12
Alles? Ja, alles. The clippers buzz to life. A first pass from nape to crown, Six inches of blond hair fall to the ground. The stylist orbits around my head, A moon to my earth, Her breastbone near my face As she shaves off the…
Forgiveness…
Mewling wicked soul, echoing from black,white and brown race Puking bad words from their mouth and Stinging on kindred spirit. Denouncing illegal, immoral acts and publicly criticizing skin colors are blameworthy. Proclaiming religious beliefs are a curse,that causes human hostile. Homosexuality, transgenders or bisexual are…
ashamed
shunned discarded like worn enamel scrubbed down by your toothbrush eliminated discounted like rejects of haute couture brands destroyed dilapidated like wilted iceberg of organic produce you leave me in shambles every time i breathe you leave me devoid every time i breathe
Moon #12
I love going to the lake and looking at the moon, I am going to panic if I do not leave soon, Grab the jeep along with a spare tire, make it there at night and sit by the fire. In the morning pull…
Savasana
soft, empty, unattached, elegant, fondness… To lay like this is like bliss on the edge of my smile, feathered with breath…
bunku
too much has been said.. enough hasn’t been said.. two different theories swirling in my head of what was what ifs what could’ve been.. i analyse every fragment every segment every nuance to such tiny infinitesimal detail that the subject remains foggy to me.. i…
To stop and think About our action To realize before What the future holds To not neglect What moral asks of us To not hesitate In helping others To remember That nothing is ours To learn That everything is To run Towards our goals To…
Poem 12
the moon loomed overhead, full and bursting in a sorta pale glory our jeep crept towards the lake’s shore we admired the horizon. the lake and sky could not be separated, we were cloaked in a blanket of the deepest, darkest blue. it was a…