mortal thoughts

this mausoleum built of pristine stoneI don’t need it to shroud my rotting bone nor do I wish for pyramids as a shrinewhich too will crumble to dust with time spread me on the earth, let me scatter awaylet me grow under your feet night and day soil thrives forever, so does the skythose so [...]

mortal thoughts

this mausoleum built of pristine stoneI don’t need it to shroud my rotting bone nor do I wish for pyramids as a shrinewhich too will crumble to dust with time spread me on the earth, let me scatter awaylet me grow under your feet night and day soil thrives forever, so does the skythose so [...]

Someday

Posting this from my archives, which I wrote way back in in 2005. Here I have tried internal rhyming along with end-rhymes. This is the only poem where I attempted internal rhyming. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Photo Credits: Rick Mobbs I only want to know,to dreamhow your caress would feelso dizzy for contact,making me reel.unsure how to act,not [...]

Someday

Posting this from my archives, which I wrote way back in in 2005. Here I have tried internal rhyming along with end-rhymes. This is the only poem where I attempted internal rhyming. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Photo Credits: Rick Mobbs I only want to know,to dreamhow your caress would feelso dizzy for contact,making me reel.unsure how to act,not [...]

trying to find a meaning

anger taking me overI stomp my feet in the mudwhere my sandals come offgetting stuck in the muckbarely conscious, I walk barefootwith an ashen face andtrip on the faulty roadwhich saves me from getting hitby a unknown vehicle travellingat a high speed from the wrong side unlinear yet in a line, unmarked dreams ascend then [...]

trying to find a meaning

anger taking me overI stomp my feet in the mudwhere my sandals come offgetting stuck in the muckbarely conscious, I walk barefootwith an ashen face andtrip on the faulty roadwhich saves me from getting hitby an unknown vehicle travellingat a high speed from the wrong side unlinear yet in a line, unmarked dreams ascend then [...]

trying to find a meaning

anger taking me overI stomp my feet in the mudwhere my sandals come offgetting stuck in the muckbarely conscious, I walk barefootwith an ashen face andtrip on the faulty roadwhich saves me from getting hitby an unknown vehicle travellingat a high speed from the wrong side unlinear yet in a line, unmarked dreams ascend then [...]

trying to find a meaning

anger taking me overI stomp my feet in the mudwhere my sandals come offgetting stuck in the muckbarely conscious, I walk barefootwith an ashen face andtrip on the faulty roadwhich saves me from getting hitby an unknown vehicle travellingat a high speed from the wrong side unlinear yet in a line, unmarked dreams ascend then [...]

weed it out—–half a poem

Photo Credits: Rick Mobbs in the skeletons of my memoriesonly dry bones are leftyet I remember the putrid fleshsmell of death sits thereface to face with meI howl rather loudlyas if my innards pour out “is it not what dogs do?” numbness setting withinhow do I differentiatebetween real from the illusionI have lived too longin [...]

weed it out—–half a poem

Photo Credits: Rick Mobbs in the skeletons of my memoriesonly dry bones are leftyet I remember the putrid fleshsmell of death sits thereface to face with meI howl rather loudlyas if my innards pour out “is it not what dogs do?” numbness setting withinhow do I differentiatebetween real from the illusionI have lived too longin [...]