defy the wind

defy the wind, and one day you will crack sway and bend, be true to your roots watch, time will be kind to you

The Importance of Being Nothing

I need you, but only So you can break me, tenderly Into tiny particles, crush Me into the finest powder, whiffed Away by your precious breath, such That eventually, in an instant I become nothing, because Nothing, Nothing is of more importance than you

goodbye after goodbye

goodbye after goodbye worlds drifted apart brick by brick barriers were raised moments within moments they became just memories prayers, more prayers but no one listened took nothing away from nothing and only nothing remained ... we could have had it all

back to silence

if you turn your back to silence it makes you complicit in its cover up karma filters through time transcends the loudest denials if you turn your back to silence it will pursue and shroud you when you need it ...the least and... if you turn your back to silence under assumption it means subjugation … Continue reading back to silence

bits and pieces

it's the bits and pieces that make us whole moments make an eternity breath by breath we live a lifetime lie after lie we start believing nothing is ever inconsequential so watch your thoughts

hard to hear

always hard to hear is the word "sorry" how arduous to speak it yet so powerful that it can even turn back time

half way

yes, we met half way but only for a moment like intersecting thoughts in parallel minds

Sunrise

How you siege light shatter darkness Have you never before experienced the stealth of a sunrise? Dewdrops deliquesce, drool off lazy leaves stretching at sunrise melting moments of the morning Each day the sun rises  permitting you to measure time what you call God's mercy is little more than nature's precision and its self-sufficiency So whether … Continue reading Sunrise

time

years of tears moments of resentment cannot invade a space long disregarded by time... not when you have moved on years of fear moments of despair space within breaks the rhythm  but the time flows and it flows to another victim who is ignorant of time's laws precise though subtle conqueress of memories womb of hope … Continue reading time

footmarks over time

if you draw the line someday it shall be crossed footmarks over time recognise no boundaries someday we shall erase borders (I am not so fond of borders, as you will see in my poem many borders)