The music plays softly in my room As I sit swaying in the dark Eyes looking out the window Contentment in my soul A smile on my face Perfect sunrise Finally I feel Calm ~thryaksha

  Randidawn Dawn breaks through the umbra- Her eclipsing miam–her fortitude as she faces discord risen from ashy shadows ruminating over the breaking glow, sunbeams illumine the inherent delight within the souls warmed with tenderness she exudes. Her brilliance manifests itself in shades of color,…

A decade ago, we were like lightning crackling across the darkest sky, lighting it up with feral ecstasy. We were raw electricity that hummed and buzzed wildly and blissfully through every dawn, birthing jealousy within every sunrise. We were that bright, fiery, meteorite plummeting through…

Poem TWENTY-FOUR has been removed and is now posted on chocolate is a verb, 17 August 2016.