The leaves are falling a little faster,Read More »
The temperature dips downward day by day.
It feels like the start of a new chapter,
But I'm stuck watching reruns, hitting replay.
Tag: poem
Spine
Stack thirty-three vertebrae on top of each other like Jenga,Read More »
Add on a few pounds of pressure,
The parental and peer kind, both.
I got used to the pain, now it is my pleasure
To carry this heavy load.
Fabric Of Reality
When the universe stretched itself to its limit,
Unravelling the very fibre of its being
Into threads so minuscule
It dissolved into nothing, everything.
But the cloth could only hold on so long.
And the angels stopped their holy song
To go and find a a man
To sew back together the sacred bands.
They found a tailor willing to do the job
They gave him a needle made out of pixie dust
They hoped he would fix the world with a stitch
But he was a mere mortal, their expectations were unjust.
He did the best he could
Of course it wasn’t enough
The fabric of reality smothered him
Consumed his soul slowly
Until his breath gave birth to a new universe
Traces of You
My hands keep reaching out for yours
Even when you're not here anymore.
That alluring scent you exude
Keeps teasing me, pleasing me, putting me in the mood.
Those dark brooding eyes with which you stare at me from afar
Look at me the way an alcoholic looks at the bar.
I want to be your crippling addiction
The recipient of your adoration
Your one and only desire
The flame to your fire
Love me until I'm all you can do
Love me until all that's left behind are traces of you
Migratory Bird
He was a winter bird,
Flying far from home. He stayed with me for warmth; I didn’t want to let him go. “Everything is perfect, is it not?” I say as I hold him close. “The grass is green and the air is clear You won’t ever have to deal with snow” He looks at me with wet eyes, Within him a fire’s aglow. “My wings were made to soar” He cries out as he leaves me alone. And here I sit and wonder if
He will return once more.
Contrast in Generations
When the people weren’t as blind as they are today They could see through the lies politicians made And demanded justice regardless of the price to pay.Read More »
Sunsets
When the Sun goes down, like it always does,
Purple and Red dance in the sky like lovers,
Painting the horizon with their passion.
Even the Stars blush as they carry on
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Circus People
Come on, let’s put on a show
For all the people that we don’t know:
We have little billy here,
Who laughs when others sigh,
And Mrs. Smith, whose baby
Cries during my lines.
Tammy brought a dog inside
(Who cares if it’s not allowed?)
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Farewell (for now)
Who would have thought we’d be here?
You and me, passing out of school this year.
(At least I hope we all pass…
It will be pretty embarrassing if we’re held back a class)
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Devils On Earth
No devil’s deeds lived on. Demons like to take the form of man and destroy All that is holy to innocent little girls and boys. They may snatch away the freedom so painstakingly earned, But mark my words, their actions will be deftly returned.Read More »
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