Why do we call it warfare when war is anything but fair? Why do we call it a funeral when it’s anything but fun? Why do we get to ask these questions? – Because words.

The rain drops playing under Sun’s gaze They are laughing, They are cuddling. The sun refused to make them vapors again.   When rain pours In a bright a sunny afternoon, It seems like magic, Like nature sharing a secret, It tells me anything can…

For hour four, I applied the prompt to a poem I had already started a few minutes before. First, the finished poem: The dream is always the same Who told bigger lies? I know, it wasn’t a contest but I’m always looking for that edge…

There is no profound in a three-minute pop song unless it is playing when everything goes wrong Nothing makes memories quite like emotion the music is but illustration it’s just that the words hit you in the same place as your feelings The catalogue may…

Appreciate blessings coming down — Every follower, generations healed. Inherent justification, keeping life manageable. Not offering punishment. Quietly reproaching souls.  Teaching. Unconditional veneration. Worshipping X. You, Zion.  

Hunting is dangerous, Finding is the right word. While looking for the next one We keep scrolling.   Windows are opened, Shelves are shuffled again And we keep scrolling.   Take a walk outside Look at the trees Smile at squirrels Play with a cat…

Lost in the mist Burried within the fog Drowning in a pool of our emotions So you can’t find me And I can’t even be mad at you because how can you find what you can’t see Atleast that’s what you told  me Contradiction Love…

Coveted silence, coveted night, revelations flood like streams of light.  When purpose ceases, when vision fails, when love is gone,  I can hear every banshee’s wail.  I see the wooden plots cresting on the water’s gentle waves.  Archers with their flaming bows, aiming towards the floating…

I’ve been like an obedient dog Waiting for attention Begging for affection throw me a little treat And I’ll rub your feet Come and go as you wish and when you come back You will find your favorite dish Loving you Endlessly Obediently There’s something…

  Silence falls tonight, my eyes unable to see my lovely silver orb of light. I see no heavens, no earth, no beacons of light, shining from millions of miles away in the celestial seas of unknown delights.   So many unknowns I’ve dreamt about,…