Dear Heart
Dear Heart,I’m sorry for wearing you on my sleeve,and giving you away, as if you werebut a stone that held me down.You are a compass,a compass with a lost sense of direction.A compass which only points meto...
Reflections
Howdo you see you?Howdo you see me?Yourreflection is still the same person, butdo you see it as such?
Thereflection of your judgement,thoughts,feelings, actions,howdo you perceive these things? Doesit make you a different person?
Enlightenment Part II: The Answer
He awoke to the sound of birds singing as the morning
sun rose up from behind the bleached horizon,
and chased the night away with its holy fire.
The Sound of Rain
Searching for meaning in an empty coffee cup he sat around
the busy café contemplating life.
The rain pouring out her dreams and hopes on the clear
window as if to shout out “It is me...
Enigma of Love
Frozen eyes and scattered lips, that’s all left in your portrait.
Unzipped
wounds of cruelty are stained by scarlet white.
Fragments of linen hold up a fragrance which pierces my...
Enlightenment Part III: Acceptance
Overwhelmed with such knowledge, Thoughts no longer his own and acts of pure will,He descended the mountain to his old home.
Everything felt the same.
There was buying, There was selling.
Night & Darkness
While the night beckons me to her breast,
I push myself into it and suck thick darkness into me.
Fill the body with void,
conduit numbness,
paralyzed thoughts,
shed color,
& embrace silence.
Still the vestiges of light were waving around my corner.
I cut...
