It was a cold and a moonless night With a cloudless sky and no light Anxiously, the girl kept looking back And her feet began to run instead of walk   She had promised to be early and on time But she had been captivated by the shining lights Her golden hair flying away with Read more…

Would you believe me, if I told you about the dancing stars, Would you help me fill them in my empty jars, I want no riches or wealth; all I want is your trust, I have never been in love, so would you be my first?   Would you be the air, to fill in Read more…

NoI won’tI promisedNot to cry andThat’s what I’ll doYou won’t hear from meThe way your words slashedLike a knife cutting my heart openI won’t give you the satisfaction you craveAs you clawed at my heart with spidery pincersI am strong as I laugh through the winds howlingI am unruly as you play peek-a-boo with my Read more…

Once upon a time sat a merchant in his house Robbed of his riches he now sat in a hut To feed twelve children and keep their mouths shut The youngest girl of the lot was a beauty Who was subjected to cold and misery One day the merchant heard about his ship’s return And Read more…

Your time has not come, not yet! The sand trickles slowly, Down the hourglass Thanking the heavens above, You take a slow and deep breath With your loved ones around you   Now the roads seem empty and vacant, Once bubbling with hurrying souls As the days morph into night To see the gift of Read more…

The mountains reverberate in my body, Sending winds that sweep over the land, In voices hushed and roaring. Magnificent and opulent, They guard me against my own feelings.   The rivers course through my veins, Bubbling and frothing waters, In soothing and cadenced waves Defeating the chaotic stress, Washing away the debris of hurt and Read more…

Parched was the sky scattered with puffs cottony the blazing heat ball piercing the horizon with raw agony yet the farmer plowed the land and toiled and bruised, drenched in sweat heavens up above gambled and strings of silvery clouds won the bet.   Unhurried and carefree, wandered the little child o’ what fun are Read more…

Nostalgia is in the brown half-toothed smile your sister flashes upon you after you buy her the chocolate-chip ice cream instead of the cheaper vanilla. Nostalgia is in the surreptitious smile you catch your mother in, as she stumbles upon an old song that must have rewound the time for her. Nostalgia is the echo Read more…

Autumn always reigned on the tree of my dreams Multicolored leaves and angling twigs   Leaves always seemed to leave on pilgrims To the god of death and his temple of twisted limbs.   Passersby always heed the aging hues of their rims With a kind word or two, adieu they always bid.   Buds Read more…

Had I been God, clouds would be lilac and lilacs would be white.   Had I been God, the grass would glow as your homing guide.   Had I been God, each breath you took would enliven a sprite.   Had I been God, the length of your braid would mirror your mind.   Had Read more…