Your words now have an insidious effect on me Tedious arguments breaking my heart Oh, do not ask, “What is it?” Coz I know you do not give a damn shit You say “There will be time, there will be time” But deep down in…
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Please Don’t Speak of Love
I should have been a pair of ragged claws Scuttling across the floors of silent seas. ~ Love Song of Alfred Prufrock by TS Eliot Please don’t speak of love as isolated as can be. How terribly lonely you sound to me! Please don’t speak…
Hour Twenty
A flower pot resides next to my work station Sometimes a flower blooms with a red glistening texture its subtle fragrance all over Sometimes a thorn pricks my conscience its consequence all over The crimson pot— my muse stays forever.
Urban Farming
I want to plant pine trees On the edge of the ball field so students see the sky Instead of the prison On the valley below I want to plant mighty oaks In the potholes of my street Sometimes, to alert drivers And sometimes to…
Priorties
When wood meets metal It’s almost like a battle Between nature and man To be honest, I am not a fan Oh well! Nothing can be done about that Do you think I look fat?