A Whistle in the Wind

A happy day is one like today sacrosanct offerings mean not but only if they did? to what end would it matter For today Today is a happy day

THE USUAL

What the hell is going on? Nothing makes sense anymore Chaos imitates superiority disguised as normality Fuck normal The very meaning of the word is alien Everything touched turns to shit Nothing or no one is immune to the ridiculousness of absurdity known as life Toxicity is rampant, therefore, dejectedly in the midst of one [...]

IN THE END

A poet once wrote, “I miss you like the sun misses the flower” Nothing more sincere and meaningful have I wrote about or read, or felt, in all the world to describe my longing for you I miss you Your smile, such a diversion from a crude temperate world Your hands, consequential and compelling, yet [...]

ILL-FATED

I miss you It was the edge from where I stood when it broke The fall wasn't so bad, enough to dampen checks with tears that stain and prompt rational considerations to which are unwarranted   You could've been the one,  to grow old with, share ambitions, dream with You should be my best friend [...]

SIMPLY MISSED

What if either would've acted, or the one thing was said Would a pardon be granted, or better off dead Is it madness or slander, truly no need to debate Patience gives in to anger, these affections now create To foretell is to be cruel, let the game belong to anyone Dejection is the crown [...]