SILENT ECHO
It was on a blue bright day, I dreamt of you
Sitting under the big blue moon that day
So filled with thoughts engraving my inner mind...
Tag Archives: GRIEF
08
Oct
A SUNSET AT DAWN
It was maybe six in the morning,
And she wasn't even sixty years old.
This is a story of color bordered by many greys.
My heart broke!
...
12
Jul
GOLD IN DIRT
Your smile was the brightest of them all,
Your dimple gentle embedded in the nest of your cheeks.
Your aura as that of a rainbow,
Word...
08
Jul
LAMENT’S OF A BARREN WOMAN
Life is generally angry at me, like stable sunlight on a toiler with no solace of either twilight or moonlight.
When would this baskin...