On the lies that pollute the truth.
When ones who are close to us leave--The scent of flowers in the wind lessens,The taste of sugar on our tongues softens,The shapes of life on our fingertips turns vague,Sunlight fails to warm our frozen hearts,The rushing waves of our mind crawl over our shores,The love in us dims, We become scared of giving it…
Fate turns like the spokes of a wheel, When the wheel is broken, The driver descends to replace it with a better, stronger one. Tools of speed will always be replaced, How sad is r How sad their shortness of life, they are like butterflies in the breeze, Beautiful for three days, then quickly swept…
Short poem on poetry
I will lift my head. Despite a childhood spent bowing under blows. Now, I will lift my head. Despite a childhood spent touched by dirty grownup hands. Now, I will lift my head. Now, Now, I must lift my head. Please, help me lift my head.
Short poem on the pain of loss
For my brother