(2015)
Hanging limp, ratted on a dreadlock line strained, stained;
Oceans apart day after day And I slowly go insane I hear your voice on the line But it doesn’t stop the pain I took for granted all the times
Today, we no longer write letters to those we want to fall in love with. Today, poems no longer exist to conquer the girl we want to fall in love with. Today, I confess that I would lik...
What is poetry? To me it is life’s meaning with words. Perhaps somewhere in there is the definition of my heart shutting down poetry. See... Poetry is like a burning candle. While there...
I miss you
I have tried tried to be respectful tried to hold my hands in my pockets my words in my mind
Last night an angel told me to fly… Through where there is no fire. That what has been suffered stays… and in prayers, I never died.
I can write the saddest lines toda… Write for example: ‘The night is… and they shiver, blue, those stars… The night wind turns in the sky an… I can write the saddest lines toni…
His voice makes all the difference All it takes is a single word From his lips the word does fall In my heart it is heard His voice soothes me
My discovered secret Rarely apprehended To know the real blonde Without the roots revealed She’s the smart one.
I looked into the mirror today, an… A reflection of a total stranger. And I heard it repeat in my head. Stranger.... But,
I lock the hotel door Behind me alone. And makes me realize I am like the shadow That can come and go
Damn those cars! Who cares for as… or petrol stations when there is i… the lonely lure of evening platfor… and empty, echoing with breaks, an… accelerating rhythms of car wheels…
Tis human to err, to make a mistak… And yet often, from slumber, I aw… Hoping, how Satan my soul could t…
The funny thing about tears is how powerful they are the tears sliding down my face signal an apology to you for the emotional hurt i’ve given.