The Worms In My Fruit Peaches and cherries/ Sweet scented sour berries / And all the fruit I've left un-eaten/ Will break today on the threshold of my dried lips / The graves of dead poems will sweeten / With overripe plums felled by a kiss.
Poetry: Life, K+, English, Poetry & Hurt/Comfort, words: 173, favs: 1, 6/22
Foundation the bones of this house are old/they are my grandmother, in her eighties, almost a full life/for 100 is full and anything beyond, an immortal.
Poetry: Life, K+, English, Poetry, words: 333, 5/21
We All Have Our Vanities An excerpt of a larger story I started but never finished, when I was exploring psychological thriller genres.
Fiction: Thriller, T, English, Tragedy & Angst, words: 781, 3/11
1 Cursed With Youth No pauses. Time is kind enough, nor mortal enough to give you a respite, there's no surfing it's tide and what healing you are shown is mere alms meant to be thrown on desperate beggars and amateur thieves.
Poetry: Life, K+, English, Poetry & Romance, words: 139, 12/25/2020
1 Kites and Butterflies Just a bunch of kids with guitars and golden voices, not necessarily in that order. Were there songs, only they would know.
Poetry: Life, K+, English, Poetry, words: 322, 11/29/2020
Winter's Weaver Summer has gold boughs and winter's weaver spins the warmth of home for his ice queen.
Poetry: Life, K+, English, Poetry, words: 179, 10/12/2020
Hollows Where Time Sleeps Retelling A Classic - heaven-sent innocent/hell-bound rabid hound/why do you wear the same face?/why do you live the same days?
Poetry: Life, T, English, Poetry & Fantasy, words: 161, favs: 1, 10/11/2020
Aesthetics of a Farewell cigarette drafts, persimmon sighs/every aesthetic in red fire dies.
Poetry: Love, K+, English, Angst & Romance, words: 108, 8/17/2020
Time Worn We were children until they named us, innocent until they claimed us with that dreaded word - god.
Poetry: Nature, T, English, Poetry & Fantasy, words: 130, 8/15/2020
1 Sari With A Gold Border It was the last bus on that route for the night, so when it broke down in the middle of nowhere, under a starlit sky, I did not think I would have company in my stargazing. (A prompt from a different forum)
Fiction: Supernatural, T, English, Hurt/Comfort & Family, words: 693, favs: 1, 8/13/2020
Bleach My mother, do not weep\ do not let the world sleep\ do not let the anger seep\ away, into apathy's keep
Poetry: Life, T, English, Tragedy & Poetry, words: 192, 7/19/2020
Prayer for a Celestial Cast your withering glance my way/Carelessly even
Poetry: Love, K+, English, Poetry & Romance, words: 95, favs: 1, follows: 1, 7/8/2020
How To Chain A God: A Comprehensive Guide You need a spell, a prayer and a stone to cage a god.
Poetry: Life, T, English, Poetry, words: 157, 6/29/2020
Fine Dining Eat your own words and heart/All that is gentle lies at your feet/All that is raw won't touch your heart/Curse, curse.., sorry, play your part.
Poetry: Life, T, English, Poetry, words: 202, 6/27/2020
Takers And Givers Someone I didn't know, living in a world I will never be a part of; went into the arms of Death willingly. So my heart cried. I wish all that is gentle lies at your feet.
Poetry: Life, T, English, Hurt/Comfort, words: 190, 6/16/2020
The Universe Was Out of Roses and Venus All the wind from my lungs is being pressed out every second. I suffocate. And for all this, the only reward is my palms barely stained with the pretty of the world I carry. Well, little over nothing, I guess.
Poetry: Life, K+, English, Poetry, words: 70, 5/26/2020
Getaway Fly little sparrow, out to the sky/The cage doors have opened tonight/Bred in captivity as you are/You will return to your home behind the bars.
Poetry: Life, K+, English, Poetry, words: 124, 5/20/2020
If, In The End, I am To Be Forgotten (Remember me through my words at least, please?) Human made, masquerade. (In my mind, I'm sipping wine; dressed like nostalgia and a moving 90's photograph.)
Poetry: Life, K+, English, Poetry & Angst, words: 64, 5/9/2020
1 Time Is A Train You Will Always Miss In The Last Minute These days, I think about peace more often than anything. I think about stillness and escaping the mad chatter of a restless mind. I think "Let the world burn around me, I'll make chai from the heat." And recoil at my definition of peace. Friend, you who I might've met or will meet; find your peace and let me borrow it for a rainy day.
Poetry: Life, K+, English, Poetry, words: 199, favs: 1, 5/1/2020
1 Chai, With a Side of Life Things have been hard, recently and everyday brings news more hard to digest. There was nothing much I could do, except make chai, acknowledge the losses in silence and pause. Let's meet for tea later, dear friend, on better days.
Poetry: Life, K+, English, Poetry, words: 119, favs: 1, follows: 1, 4/30/2020