It has never been so easy to cry openly or to acknowledge children. Never before could I walk directly to the center of an island city feeling the automatism of millions drawing one pious breath, shouldering the sunset, holding it up in the oily tree-line a while longer. Years ago, I was never sad enough … More Warm Days in January
Have you ever loved a rose, and watched her slowly bloom; and as her petals would unfold, you grew drunk on her perfume. Have you seen her dance, her leaves all wet with dew; and quivered with a new romance– the wind, he loved her too. Have you ever longer for her, on nights that … More Rose
You were meant to be here. The universe worked for billions of years to create you. Whole stars lived and died for you to exist. They sacrificed themselves so that you could rise from their ashes. Their dust is in your bones, their light in your thoughts. You see beauty where they could only shine. … More World Suicide Prevention Day
holy water cannot help you now a thousand armies couldn’t keep me out i don’t want your money i don’t want your crown see i have come to burn your kingdom down – Anonymous 19.14 8.3.18 Smit.
We found love on the sands of Troy. For a short moment, I was cured of myself. Now I am not so well. You were my antidote, my cathartic catalyst; I found my freedom in you. But now this heart’s in cages and the tide is coming in on me. We found love on the … More Sands of Troy
she wore her heart, on a tattoo sleeve. her feelings inked, all a jumble. from poetry, to lyric art. these words she couldn’t mumble. eyes almost dead, glistening with tears, not one emotion read. her lips sealed shut, tongue in a knot, no words could be said. she wore her heart, on a tattoo sleeve, … More Tattoo Sleeve
First; he touches you and you light on fire. your wrist blazes where his fingers meet your skin. the burns don’t show, but it’s hard to breathe with ash in your lungs. it’s so hard to breathe. you’re suffocating daily. Second; it hurts to watch him. he shines. he’s brighter than the sun. … More A Tale – 4.24.2018
there are Jupiter-sized planets called rogue as predicted by an authentic astrologue. they roam around the galaxies on their own without a star or sun to call home little do we know about them one might say that they are filled with mayhem or perhaps filled with flowers of diamond dust but for flowers, … More Rogue Planet
There’s a song a bird sings Outside my window Every morning and evening Per my reckoning, It welcomes the joy of the morning Whilst the sky blooms like a tender flower of lotus And it also farewells the twilight of the evening Whilst the sky closes like a tender flower of lotus All the while … More A Song A Bird Sings
Yesterday when I saw the moon shining bright I knew that the demons had rise And that my crying moans will sound again Sweetheart, what have you done this? You told me in the morning dust that you loved me That perhaps, you want me to love you the same I became the martyr … More Sweetheart, What Have You Done This?