Category Archives: Poetry

And The Stars Are Left Out There

And the stars are left out there, isolated far from the prancing us. The evening is a dark pit of thumping, there is delight, there is a force of might.   2019 Advertisements

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By Your Crimson Hands

You touch me by your crimson hands. I’m fragile, I’m broken.   2019

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Stripped From The Channel

What went wrong was not your fault, was not remorse that wrecked you. In the days when things were unsure to explain why bad circumstances led to disconnection, you broke out from existence, stripped from the channel, and utterly disappeared. … Continue reading

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Picking The Wet Paper-Boats

Encountering the rapid flash of waters, drowning our town from the overflow of the river, the fatal circumstance left many homes devastated. Children have to be absent in schools for several days. The ground became a surface of dirt and … Continue reading

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Dancing Under The Fireworks

Outside, where the people are gathered, on the streets, a drizzle from the skies, no moon, no stars, but from ground up there are fireworks of men and women, children are dancing with their hands and feet from side to … Continue reading

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indigo

i see your eyes flashing memories of your past.   2018

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never a savage

we keep sailing. farther from the old and ancient sins of our generation. we reach the soil of our true selves, the home is never a savage.   2018

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