It is not always about finding love
But sometimes to fall in one
It is not always about happiness
But sometimes it is your laughter
It is not always about the race
But sometimes about the satisfaction
It is not always… Read More...
Night about to disrobe
Its darkness deep.
Think I’ll sit here
Just to take a peep.
Morning naked in all its glory.
This is my everyday
Morning glory story.
Pale is her body shining and bright.
The day star making… Read More...
Rub salt on a little cut
Dissect the black and blue
The comforting spill, I've got to kill
Stitch patterns running due
Sore fits are strange, my head deranged
Burst out loop running low
Set an alarm! we'll chop off the… Read More...
It’s easy to say,
Everything will be okay.
When you haven't been through tough days.
When it's hard to get up from bed,
And thinking everything would have been easier,
If you were already dead.
So, next time
"I'm here" is all… Read More...
A ripple brimming lake,
Since first amber glimpse.
Serves wisdom broth,
In an incendiary ribcage.
Its soliloquy, trickles into the next stanza.
Under some moons, hedgehog blanket
In other dawns,… Read More...
I stood watching
The dog chases its tail
The dog went
Round and round
The tail went
Round and round
The tail and the dog
Vanished in a swirl.
The dog came
Stood beside me
Panting hard.… Read More...
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Hey, my little one
I hope you are at peace today.
For you were the soul that
Stitched whole my broken one.
My tiny one, I can't say if I had given you
Enough and all, you needed and loved.… Read More...
The perils that a soldier must reckon
He knows it all very well.
He keeps our spirits soaring high,
So much so that
Our pride in his beliefs begin to swell.
The morning comes pretty fast,
We aren’t prepared for the… Read More...
Somewhere in a far-off land
Someone might need your words.
A random post from a random guy
Can question your self-worth.
Are we giving at least one person
The meaning to live and to feel alive?
Are we not ignoring that… Read More...
The twilight sun, retreats to its nadir,
Moon-rise! Flanked by its twinkling fellowship,
And the darkened groves their softest shadows wear,
The night beckons me with its gentle courtship.
I lay on the dew freshened grass,… Read More...