Wastrel of Consequence You knew the world was rigged against you But nonetheless, you did your best to overcomeAnd when nothing changed, you blamed the weather It did not stop your world from crashing Nor your heart from breaking into piecesAnd yet you blamed another still in your ignorance The years it took for you to realize…
Tag: Poetry
Volcano of Emotion
Volcano of emotion I have found most Emotions hide underThe surface of ourSouls before it takesHold of me eruptingLike an angry volcanoIn mid-winter splendor
Universe in Limbo
Universe in Limbo How fast does it take for a nebula to spell out the letters of your name?I lay awake asking myself these questions, waiting on a call that didn’t come.I should have given up the first time or the second you realized I was too much. Does the Universe understand the way to…
Tormenting my dreams
Tormenting my dreams They haunt me still Like lost memoriesThese dreams of mineBring me your hope And entwine me Lies I used to dream of youOf love and desireBut now my dreamsAre just nightmaresWaiting to haunt meLies You once made me smileIt was a joke of some sortI chuckled, and I snortHolding on to the laughterI wish…
My Days and Nights
Days riddled with the pain of a past we can’t forget. Nights too long to remember the joy of a different tomorrow. Days riddled with wounds that won’t heal until time has passed me by. Nights too short to talk about the things we wish to forget on the morrow. Days too riddles with the…
An Ode to the Year That Ends
I used to think I understood timeKnew the direction in which to turnWatched the clock change its hours But now, that the year has endedI begin to believe, time is still a mysteryStill, the thing I wonder most about Sure, I can’t rewind and try againI can’t undo the love I have lostOr the hate…
Shivers, Spines, And Books
I have never known excitement until I read a book in the wee hours of the morning.I could feel it traveling up my spine at the mere mention of characters eagerly evolving. That I have never met, but have won my heart and soul a thousand times over I should be rational about this, but have…
Rebellious tranquility
Like rain falling on a Wednesday morningThe urge to rebel rises like smoke from a fireWithout warning, it leaves me, floating about Lost memories refusing to remain lost foreverA rebellion starts in my bones before it overtakes meMade of the wishes of those who knew me best Has a rebellion ever felt this peaceful?
Queries of Concern
Queries of Concern Mother sits at her sewing machine and questions the worldShe attaches a button, then a zipper, and the seams of a dressThere she sits and counts the stitches between each frill Mother frowns, counting again the number she should rememberBut she doesn’t seem to hold them in her mind as she once…
A Prodigal’s Return
A Prodigal’s Return Returning has never been so hard The gifts. The cheer. The laughter. I feel as if I don’t belong here.
Spice and Nice 