poem
Reader Submission / States
"That’s why I have jars of jealousy, anger, sadness, monotony, but this – it’s important."
Love poem for the reflection in the mirror
I will not even begin with the skies
POETRY / October: An unfinished poem
Glamorous lightweight raindrops from the October sky keep
POETRY / Silence
A star fell on the ground in the windy night
POETRY / Republic of the dead
As if playing a game of chess / Still the world waits for the next dawn
POETRY / Birth of a poem
Hark! / Busy work of Hands
POETRY / Carpe diem
but i can't. i cannot be bothered to find / meaning behind the faults in my father's eyes
POETRY / My heart's longevity comes from my maa's magnifying kindness
Maa, you are an endless exhibition / of sweet-sour happiness
I heard they are changing the dictionary
I heard they are changing the dictionary.
Wondrous Woes
The only thing that disregards - Is that you won’t be there to
Carnival
Welcome to the Carnival of Dreams and Memories
Time
It's June–the first day of Summer, You have never come home empty-handed, And I stand by our apartment door, Eye the lift as it totes between floors.
Last Dance
Daffodils and forget-me-nots smile under the Autumn Sun.
The Last Waltz
Oh, I’m waltzing down.
Simonetta Vespucci, Dead
But like him they will remember her complexion and her curls and the countless pieces that she graced.
Love is an abstract noun
Noun. Abstract. That which cannot be touched.
I Exist in Small Spaces
i exist in the smallest of spaces in the underside of a bed a corner of a balcony
Stars Shaped Like Your Hand
I see it in the words, Where your hand dragged over the wet ink.
Dorothy in Wonderland
For wounded soldiers rarely feel, Of throbbing hearts and broken skin.