darkpoet

The sky in a variegated blue, Looks kike it was dressed in the 80s, Love songs on the radio, Bring back time, absent minded time, When I look outside and see Though without seeing anything- It is my fight

I was taken in, swallowed, chewed, By your regal eyes, lioness’ hair, Which in my hands felt alive? Liquid, silk, falling through my fingers, In its vanilla infused gloss, Which almost blinded my inner

The second drink goes down Well, the day has begun. We are all arranged here In columns and rows clear; Is order the necessity chaos Wishes upon his obstinate foes? Godzilla or a city dragon seized, Burning

Midnight, only car engine tainted, Vivaldi’s piece fills the night air, Homing beacon, the blinking star Whose falling light tentatively envelopes Her face, the laugh lines spidery, Around her eyes and

At that time I was 30 years old and I was struggling to pay my tuition fees for my college degree. I had enrolled into an accounting program but at times, due to a number of factors, I felt I had chosen