The stars are not your friends And moon is not your lover. Your flesh is singed, Inferno from within Won’t let you die,
Faded ink on wilted rose petals Remembering the kisses That sealed those love letters, Like bloom of summer fresh. Abandoning the steady pace of frie…
Her life was not a poem But the nails that hold a house to… Her young years are shrouded in my… There are no old faded photographs Of a young beautiful face,
I’m listening to snowflakes dying, As they melt upon the tips of my e… I’m watching silence slipping thro… This tentative and reticent sign-l… Of my attempt to grasp for heavens…
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The thinnest of threads, made of s… Runs from my heart to yours. Frail and delicate, as it’s nature It’s beauty unparalleled. For it is connecting your soul to…
September swaddles evening sky Into a shawl of darker blues With diamonds studded. Trees, shivering in autumn breeze Discard their faded, wrinkled dres…
Time is arrested For a millisecond, A pause between What was and what will be. Pen quivering
Sun rising the dawn Whispers into my ear, I’m here for you. Water, rushing into my hands, Murmurs,
How tender my gaze upon you As we lie in eternity like glacier… Our bodies melting into each other… In half-sleep, half-dream. I study the landscape afore me.
There is a ghost in the house, A persistent memory Of gold and orange, Of heavy paws and breathing And the intent 'good morning’ star…
In the palm of the storm Concealed is a precious pearl. In the eye of the storm Is revealed a luminous teardrop. In the palm of the storm
A star that fell (A speck of light that heavens didn’t care to hold on to any long… Rejected fury, Unnoticed in her flight
On a kind of morning When nothing feels quite right, Heart whimpers, For what?, It knows not
You come with the sunrise to worsh… Disturbing my sanctuary of dreams. Like a beggar on the steps of Hou… You stay at my feet, Soul hungry for sustenance
