Away, away and under The age old blinking lamp Sat the two young lovers Holding their hands. No longer blinking periodically Old was the lamp’s attire A light so dull and devoid Of the lovers’ passionate fire. The age old blinking lamp On the age old winding lane Stood guard for the couple Under the…
In sanguine summers, Through sunlit waves, I see the gray homes Of misery and heartaches. The chime rings like everyday; The air is still the same. A family’s laughter Reminds me of old times Behind a smile is A story hidden within rhyme But the chime rings like everyday; The air is still the same….
“Open sesame and take me to oblivion where what is known may never be true.” Says the girl as she anticipates what lies inside.
Burying sins beneath, The river flows past Bouncing over treasure chests Where dreams don’t last. In the soil below, Are stories of time, Under sticks and bones, Are lullabies that don’t rhyme. Decades fly by Rivers change course Giving rise to hope Opening closed doors. When all is dead Faith burns red Faith in rivers…
Coarse, a frosty echo
Silent leaves of crackling chaos.
In a world where most rules tie you down, where all actions are dictated by society and where going against the system is considered “unconventional”, how do you leave your mark?
Today I embark on a journey Sunlight bounces off leaves The road forks not once but twice Under the umbra of changing trees. In the midst of change, A tranquil pond invites me I’m unsure and overwhelmed Yet there is no place I’d rather be. Ripples spread the gift of hope Pumping adrenaline through my…
Lilacs showered upon me A love I didn’t appreciate Sunlight bouncing off windows Hurt to be neglected Now, taunt my very being An animal caged in the zoo Mocked by wandering birds But in this desperate boredom, I’m learning to find Symphony in their chirps. Walls are crashing down That shielded me with normalcy In…
I stood, In the midst of chaos, Cracking my head Burning my musings Lashing out Waves pounced at my thoughts, Attacked. I stood unhurt, On the isle of loneliness, Dancing To words of silent dreams To rhythm of pain, Not defeat. I stood, stirred. Hey! I know I’ve been gone for like two months or…
Finding inspiration in misery,
I write down an elegy
Telling myself I forgive all
But do I really forgive me?