Monthly Archives: June 2018

A few of them are left and they are scattered everywhere. The noise from their mouths can gather troubles, complaints. The hour is contaminated. The day can just end worthlessly. But I have survived. I stood in triumph.   2018

Night begins with the resistance of loving. I’m heading underneath the miles and strange. Each blink of my eyes is the orthodox and the unorthodox. You feel like something is scratching your own skin.   2018

i am not consistent but You are steadfast. i am not great but You are grand. i am not a hero but You are powerful. i am not always there but You are always present. i am not thriving but … Continue reading →

Redeeming, the protagonist. Flashing, lights not shadows. Tearing the fangs of the wild. Fire on the door, burning from hands. Ideas keep changing in the mind. I am leaping from first to the fourth.     2018

Bluish, covered in blue. Mild, warm, the kind of a gentle you. I don’t want anybody else, but the world in its million years. Tamed, we are both in the side of everyone, gone from indifference.   2018

Where flaws are left to fade. Those filthy minds to save. A dash from here to the door. Some wings are ready to soar. New days come and go. You and I must know. Pure water still flows. Perfect breeze … Continue reading →

He can see, she can hear, and the children play. Where moon is silver, where ground is breaking, where heart is unconditional. At nights of constellations, at days of desperate toiling, at places of finding the truth. The craft of … Continue reading →

YOU, cyanide, daughter of the good, yet acting like a plastic cooper, smashing us silently with vile from your mouth. These hands that work, these skins that feel, we do not harbor but discomfort is like a weary anchor. We … Continue reading →

Don’t pretend that you know nothing at the reality being in love with me, the sadness when I’m not around, and the absence of my presence at the pain of the ground. You steady at a pace, in a space, … Continue reading →

The morning comes in a lazy shade, leaving us worried and unmoving. We are stretched on the bed, eyes staring at the ceiling, waiting until our bones become weary from the un- productive hours, but I cannot leave you, I … Continue reading →