Such candid emotions They bite at your skin Nipping and teasing out the truth Un-gentle persuasions So close to true pain That know the answers before they are given Shaking out falsities Like a dog with a bone Whose teeth will never blunt And eyes never tire But the last laugh is yours As the […]
She sat on the pier legs dangling over thin air like a child’s from a swing. If you looked once, you’d have thought her playful, laughing with the wind, joking with the sea. If you looked again, you’d have seen something else. Tearful, she said goodbye. Only the sea heard.
We left as lovers lost in a storm of unkempt emotions. Such was the way with the hurricane and the wind. We blew across the world elemental in our excesses. We didn’t care; we were free. Like bottled cyclones, we span around in translucent circles, the world at our feet and the sky out of […]
"My mood's less favourable than your face." I wasn't sure how to take that, I have a happy face, so smiled. "Oh, found that funny, did you?" I shrugged. "Less confident now, I see." I shrugged again. "Whippersnapper!" I nodded. "You young scamp," he chuckled and handed back my football.
￼ Wave Upon wave Of turbulent forces Just like our love Tidal
The problem with anger was it wore off. Sorrow had limitations, too. Only indifference had the virtue of being inexhaustible. One could remain indifferent with contemptuous ease. The only problem was it made one listless, which If locked in your room drew anger and sorrow back. You just couldn't win!
“She’s special,” he whispered. “Was,” said I. “She’d do the same for me.” “She wouldn’t if she loved you.” “Are you saying she didn’t love me?” “No,” I replied. “Just that death is as much a part of life as life itself.” “I don’t understand?” “It’s like a kiss on the wind, you know it’s […]
Elegant Traced by silvered rain Your form shines Eyes sparkle And I envy those droplets Kissing smoothest skin
I was born deformed With a colander heart It Drained my emotions Sieved me apart Perforated person Pouring out blood Who said that colanders Were just used for good
I’m crippled by emotion It tugs me to and fro I’m desperate for release But it just won’t let me go This sensory tsunami Too much for little me I wonder, will it ever Please, just let me be.