Stranded โ›“๏ธ

He bids to hear my voice every single day He’d call before the cock’s crow, before he says his prayers at night, and between We’re at a distance but he feels every fiber of his body longing for me What do I do in return? I ignore his calls when I’m in someone else’s arms…

Life is a ferry tale

Time is a ferry โ›ด๏ธ The world is it’s sea ๐ŸŒŠ And we’re mere passengers โ›ด๏ธ Drifting from birth to death โšฐ๏ธ Days of plain sailโ›ต Days of storm โ›ˆ๏ธ Days some fall victim to the ferocious beasts of the ocean ๐ŸŒ€ Or the days pirates cart away our carriage ๐Ÿดโ€โ˜ ๏ธ Days the kraken visits,…

Half a dozen in December

Beneath it all is what drives us, the memories that remind us, The thoughts that remain despite the changes that try us The feelings that linger, the cravens we ponder, the failings we shoulder. By the moon, the sun & the everlasting stars From where we forge our hopeful & daring hearts To live this…

Young blood

Brimming with energy Chest popping to the tune of the Piper Breaking sweat over hearts of women Trying on every pot of danger He’s young, round and brown Comely brood like a freshly baked bread Oozing pheromones or gunning after them Oh! chemical romance Simply a cart to their hormones Brainless chariot of reckless adventures…

Closest Ever

It was one of those fun days when all the chores had a boldly struck line impaling their guts on a list. I found myself sunk “single-bottom-ly” in a two-armed chair. Arm stretched out loaded with a whip for the television. Signaling a red light each time I pushed a button to wire a change…

Artsuy

Dear Artsuy, I hope you still hear the cockcrow every morning A crow of Renaissance, of the past you left behind Same crow that Seeped into your ears as a child, through adolescence and maiden-ship The nature-bought sonorous call back to life That awakens from the short spell of death To foil the toll the…