The Invisible Prison

The beauty of nature mesmerizes me Pulls me to it But something stops us from uniting It’s a wall My eyes look for it but I see nothing Yet it surrounds me Like an invisible prison caging me I am trapped The sight is still soothing but am not at peace I wonder why It’s…

Reading Fire

There is fire in what I read A pyre of words that I seed Satire in verses that I feed A sharp wire in pages that I bead A rotten liar of books I heed, but… Never will I tire to quench the need

Blood On Me

There is blood in my eyes, my tears are red There is blood on my soul, my insides are broken There is blood on my heart, I’ve been stabbed There is blood on my hands, I have killed I’ve died and I’ve killed, there is blood on my mind…

Woman Of The Wild

Far away from the urban hustle bustle I live among the trees and their rustle Open eyes to sun rising soft and mild Fall asleep amid the roars of the wild Eat from the trees, drink from the river I rest in the lap of nature, my loving giver In wilderness I have found my…

Self Hate

“Thou canst not think worse of me than I do of myself.” ― Robert Burton

Lost

“In the middle of the journey of our life I came to myself within a dark wood where the straight way was lost.” –Dante Alighieri

On Fire

I am the color of fire, devoid of all color I am the spark of fire, devoid of all spark I am the heat of fire, devoid of all heat I am the flame of fire, burning in my own flame I am the wrath of fire, a victim of my own wrath I am…

I Am Alive

You have sucked life out of my eyes, my soul and my existence. Now I float above the ocean like world as a dead body would. My eyes are still open but they are frozen pearls with no tears in them. My heart is still beating but feels nothing. My brain is alive and well…

The Colored Canvas

Staring at the blank canvas, she stands with paints around her. It was a beautiful sunset right outside her window. But today nothing could inspire her to pick up the brushes. Lying on the table with the palette was a form that would admit her to medical school. But did she want that? Her father…

Cracked And Exposed

A crack I hear, did it come from there? Oh, I hear another one from here Where is it cracking, here or there? I see it nowhere, can you see it here? And then I turn towards the mirror there Where I see it all, the cracks everywhere But how did they reach here? Inside…

Pool Of Blues

A dip in the pool of blues gave me perspective. Is blue the color of sadness that I feel today? Then why is the sky so blue? It is free from all strings, has wind blown over it and smiles in the chirping of birds. Why is the water so blue? It is calm and…

A Window Into My Soul

Like the curtain on the window I want to be Grace in flow, dancing at the tune of winds Like the glass of the window I want to be Clear and transparent, nothing to hide Like the view from the window I want to be Fresh and wild, beautiful and dangerous Like the essence of…