#brevity

I stumble upon my mistakes As a thief in the night Blindly Without a clue Episodes that repeat As often as the rain I am lost Somewhere Within a million raindrops I exist But to die My footprint visible

If I could travel To a distant star Upon the back of A Humpback Whale Wailing of unrequited love Into the sun I would set sail Dreaming Aching Yearning the thought of you Wanting me as much As I want and

Hearts As cold as sleet Beating frigidly Within a desolated cavity A wasteland of remembrance Teetering on madness Echoes thoughts of insanity Where words Vitriolic at best Cuts deep Beneath the soul A

I am the ocean The wind The sky I am the magic Behind the smile Captured within your eyes I am the beat of your heart The blood that meanders your veins Like rushing river waters under Heavy rain I am

They came; like a scourge vile and ravenous, quickly crippling the inhabitants of the earth casting light into darkness. The indigenous of the land cowered in fear for never had they've seen wickedness

I remember When we use to walk Hand in hand Unfettered by societal glances Love uninhibited Two hearts that beat as one When our bodies touch And tongues entwined Sleep deprivation insured us the moment…

she wore her scorn as tempting as her little black dress venus fly trap

There is no shame in loving. The shame is when we allow ourselves to become void of love thus, becoming incapable of loving others for we no longer love ourselves. We all face heartbreak. It's how we endure

My heart pulsates with envy of my eyes for it knows love whereas the eyes knows only lust I am smitten by your beauty driven by desire to be near you to hold you in essence to know you To drink of your

I walk amongst demons of my past vigilant of tomorrow's monsters a malcontent schizophrenic drifting on deadwood of souls I exist but to collect from within the collection of collected recompense of

I could write a poem for you. But I would rather cry my heart out And sing the Blues for you. Lose my mind At the thought of losing you. Like the way the wolf howls Under a full moon.

You sit at my table And eat of my flesh Do my entrails warm you Of the cold outside? Viscera visions of death Erodes my mind While you lay bare my bones- Does it amuse you To watch me suffer so?,,, For

Death is an ethereal journey into An empirical enlightenment, One such that is unknown To the living, yet, As inviting as a woman’s warmth, In the throes of winter.

The quite beckons a peaceful bliss as he sits upon his perch in rumination his mind can’t fathom what his heart already knows ~ so he sits and wait patiently drunken off tears of libation staring into

The dangers Assistant Airdrive Wali Ahud hamdan bin rashid,this time has gone down in the deep sea.

As a writer, I have always had "issues" with keeping it short. Even going back to high school and college, homework assignments that required "writing a two-page essay" were never a problem because I couldn't

Mildew and clorox Hot dry cotton Jeans tight and wrinckle free Each turn of the dryer is a moment past that will never get the chance to live