Morning Sun Midnight Rain

Every morning, I open the curtain Hoping for some sun to pour in Some days, I get a shining radiance That gives a majestic illusion of permanance Only to have it take a break Almost exactly the very next day When the clouds roll in and the rain pours down Thunder roars, lightning flashes all … Continue reading Morning Sun Midnight Rain

Voice

You have a voice. They will try to silence you. They will make cacophonous noises. They will project onto you their issues. They will use you to fill their voids. But, you have a voice that is worth being heard. One of eloquence and poiuse One that sings like a bird. You have a voice … Continue reading Voice

without a theme

Write a poem without a theme A concoction of words across the screen Nothing of meaning Lacking in feeling Write a poem that's easier than breathing Here's that poem for which you asked Wearing frivolous diction as a mask A few minutes pass And alas Here's that poem I have been tasked What's the purpose … Continue reading without a theme

Moving On

The crossroad is where you and I first met, I inched forward whilst you raced on ahead, Neither of us knew what was in store But I sought direction and you just wanted… “more”. Here we meet again, at this crossroads, my friend; Me? I never left, merely needed the rest. You ran in circles … Continue reading Moving On

I Come From A City Where…

I come from a city where... Kids can make computer games But don't know how to ride a train Teens can ace quantum physics But have no clue about budget sheets College kids can start revolutions But with love they've no solution Thirty year olds still watch cartoons But can't define platoon or harpoon Forty … Continue reading I Come From A City Where…

The Battle Continues

Filled with secrets that we keep Surmounting each one as we speak Hiding in the crevices of us Wondering if we'd ever trust enough To reveal to others our vulnerable selves While on the surface many choose to dwell Holding onto untested truths Jaded, unguided, confused in the gloom All headed to our resting places, … Continue reading The Battle Continues

The Bull

I'm not here to take the pain To shelter you from the storm again I'm not here to suffer the blame To confront the fire that can't be tamed No, I'm here on my own accord With an agenda, I forewarn I'll take the bull right by the horns Throw him into a garden of … Continue reading The Bull