Category Archives: prose
How in the world can I think about you so much , long for you to have you by my side. I can’t possibly understand how losing someone can leave you so full of longing that you just can’t hold … Continue reading
The midnight shivers embrace me as I lay alone in my bed The impatient memory dwindles on my belatedsoul Silence frightens me verbally Shuns the echoes of yesterday Indeed i lay feverish to death Broken melodies, unkept promises form a … Continue reading
Her loneliness…
Loneliness was her only friend She found her deepest fears when she was alone Her condolences were with her own heart She was whole , She was complete Yet she was alone Her mind was with everyone around her Her … Continue reading
Every time she told herself To hang in there, To keep moving Every time she collided Every time she collapsed Every time she shattered in to tiny pieces She knew no hiding place to go to except to find solitude … Continue reading
I can not write…
My words real to their feelings yet i can not write , I can not say, It is that when I pick up a pen to give them life, my words are lost My feelings take over my mind , … Continue reading
I thought i had it all…
I had it all , I thought I had it all the laughter in my smiles, the happiness in my tears sadness in my eyes and darkness in my fears I thought I had it all , then I found … Continue reading
Her hopes were made out of morning dew drops
Her hopes were made out of morning dew drops, shining just right under the light… As innocent as her thoughts were, she was mere beauty in and out … Fearless expressions powerless emotions She coupled both at the same time. … Continue reading
Breathing in the cold
Breathing in the cold Injured by anguish Remains of scars on my skin Defaced I am Numb to the core Standing soundless Hushed to exhale Images on my mind Traveling in the moment I surround with you my Lord soulfullslave … Continue reading
That’s how I’ve become
One calculated head count in man made systems agenda… That how I’ve become Tears in my eyes Shackles on my soul Scars on my heart That’s how I’ve become Stillness in my speech Numbness on my mind Darkness in my … Continue reading
Divine inspiration and Dust 