My heart is bleeding Putrid black ink All over the pages Which used to be  A pearly, plain white Now marked with life And glittered with stories Revealing agony Mixed with love But...

Life is like a lump of clay Can be looked at two ways An opportunity or a waste You decide what to make   Life is like a lump of clay It can become a great joy If you put in the...

Wondrous magic, incredible things It’s up to you, decide what to bring Your thoughts are the magic, such incredulous things They determine everything   Your thoughts determine your...

Time.  Such a magical, fleeting thing When I was younger, I had too much of it “I’m bored,” I’d say   Now I’m a bit older and sometimes I wish I could go back to when...

Imagine this A world bright as the stars, twirling and whirling Tingling with laughter and the slight breeze   Peaceful and everyone’s at ease Majestic and beautiful Our world...

If the walls were marred with blood Silence rings a guilty sound Or maybe it just means you’ve found Something farther from this world   If the scene was blanketed with prejudice Silence...

My teeth tighten, locking my jaw shut, my nose scrunches, allowing the rage to reverberate I shudder, My libs trembling, My mind reeling, My hand reaches for the strands That stick to my head, Pulling. Yelling. Screaming. My...

do you think I can have one more kiss? I’ll find closure on your lips and I’ll go It’s the little moments that break my heart When you hug me so tight, kiss me so slow I’m trying to move...

The threads of the Indian village  Across the borders, across the world Will forever be ingrained in my memory:   The threads of the sun’s rays as it peeks above the village gutta With...

I blinked rapidly, my eyes fluttered shut, the puffy influx of water, yearning to ooze from my lids.   I gritted my teeth, praying that the liquid would rescind, that no one would...

Monster creeping in my dreams Makes no sound yet drags me in Silent night and silent day It is screaming all the way    Monster creeping in my dreams Heeds no touch yet freezes...

You told me my eyes Were the color of your go-to coffee order At your favorite café. So I said Your eyes reminded me of stormy skies, My favorite weather.  We shared merely a moment  And...