I had hollow crevices in my organall rustand voidbut these dayssunshine penetrates into my heart gladlyand adorns my existence with sunlight. these daysmy heart is healingI see sunrise absorbing meAnd moonlight consuming me.I see all the silver of moon splatteredin the palm of my handsI run inside in front of the mirrorall to marvel myselfand… Continue reading Healing
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I am a flower
I am a sun kissed flower,warm and fragileflawlessly stitched array of yellow petalsgiving out hopes,slender waist sliding downhundreds of nodes arisingand forming an invigorating curveloved, exulted and appreciatedand blessed to possess all that I have and I am.I might be showered to adorn the holy temples,bloom the triumphant kids,foregathered to form a grandiloquent entranceof a… Continue reading I am a flower
Backyard
there is a bird in my backyardgreen glitter eyesAnd blue white tender feathersI wake up to her sweet. mild. twittersmaking me to gasp from a distancefrom the nooks of mahogany windowsthe shine of dazzling sun fallingyellow at a timeorange at anotherit’s a calm sightthat complements my serene expressionat the momentwhich you get to seeone in… Continue reading Backyard
His Fortuitous Presence
He paints her lifeless soul with his colorful love. He sets her untamed scars to naught in no seconds. He searches and discovers a new beginning in her. He protects her in his fervour umbra. Eventually, he delicately takes her to ataraxia.