Dripping with blood, weighed down by my filth You looked at my crimson robe and smiled Your body was broken, but your spirit called out to me “child..” Love so overwhelming Yet so reassuring It pours like an avalanche Yet kisses with feather-like affection Its sweetness kills my bile And forces my closed heart open… Continue reading From Prodigal
Dear You, Take my heart, Wear it like precious Sapphire Let it glimmer like the sea at sunset Take my heart, Cradle it like shattered glass Let it pierce through your darkest nights Take my heart, Slather it like an ointment Let my love heal your wounds Take my heart, Serenade… Continue reading From Scarlet
Dear You, I was only seven. I still stay awake every night, trapped in the same nightmare. I remember your bloodshot eyes, filled with drunken lust and ugly passion. I still hear my horrified screams and desperate pleas as they fell on deaf ears, silenced by your hushes and repeated grunts. I remember you walking… Continue reading From Yellow
Imagine the world as a big, blue sea Where everyone can explore and be free Where one discovers new islands Filled with strange faces and unshaken hands Imagine the world as a deep, thick forest With no time to rest And so much to harvest As we wait for whose crop grows first … Continue reading Imagine The World
Ada checked the time, it was 7:00pm and the clouds had begun to weep. She looked out through her office window and watched the rain kiss people as they ran for cover. It was as if the skies pitied her and did not want her to cry alone. “Did you hear? Tobi is getting married… Continue reading Never After
Silent hatred echoes As dreams are destroyed Bodies dumped on bodies The foul stench of death “Boko boko” Tick tock tick… Fear is the blanket Agony is the bed Laughter turned to screams Happiness turned sour “Boko boko” Tock tick tock… Safety is history Hope becomes desolate Madness reigns in disaster “Boko boko”… Continue reading Boko Boko
I remember a time I spoke with my father. It was a cool evening and he was in the middle of choosing between a nap or watching the news. I asked him “Daddy, where do babies come from?”. He peered down at me, confused, and then looked around as if searching for an emergency exit.… Continue reading THE MAN
One too many voices, one too many words One too many feelings, one too many thoughts Clouded I be, but longing to see Hopeful for light, yet darkness loves me An avalanche of clues, but still so lost Guided by shadows to nothing at all Empty excitement, showers of dust I pray for air,… Continue reading Writer’s Block
I can't kiss you, yet I taste the sweetness of your lips I can't touch you, yet I feel the tingle from your fingertips The thought of you, a curse I have to bear The lightness of your laughter, I'll never hear My world is empty, but you fill every space Your heart still… Continue reading BLEEDING SUNSETS
