A soundless song plays in the corner of the room,  Where love and laughter used to bloom.  The eerie silence plays over and over,  Until the thought of vacancy becomes somewhat a reality.    The...

Drive the long way home down the scenic road Where the sun shines bright and the river flows See the mountainside and the vast blue sky Feel the cool breeze blow and watch the birds fly high Drive...

Looking out for black and white dark days,  Then, blackout days.  One thousand voices are smiling in my ways. So they say they speak in tongues.  But all I feel is the weight on my lungs.  Now...

For some, depression comes in waves of shame  Things they’ve done,  Mistakes they’ve made For me, it comes in the weight of not wanting to be who I am.  Living my life day by day It’s the...

Molten clocks melted over my head, slowly warping to decay, but time went on without the direction of its hands. Umbral moths rose from the earth and swallowed the light of this...

The special occasion to celebrate poetry is the month of April. It is the most prominent literary celebration in the world. Its creation encourages the reading, teaching, and artistry of poetry. To those...

Mere air in the seeps of my skin, hollow like the whispers of the devil’s grin, bleeding out ribbons of red silk and leading a wandering mind into a horrid trope Hun tsk tsk laughed the girl with...

One may ask, “What is Poetry?” While many view poetry as disorderly and confusing, poetry is a lyrical and emotional method of self-expression that uses elements such as rhythm and form to bring to...

Do you remember The six million The ones who celebrated Those strange holidays The ones just like us Who did not go to school or work on Fridays But were still a bit different    The...

I tilted my head up, thanked the universe for you   Thanked it For your smile For your love For your selflessness For your friendship For your greatness   I tilted...

A spritz of wine for the shed of new blood And a crown of beauty for my ashes of grief, shame and disgrace While the weight of grief runs heavy, In the valley, dance my sorrows away  I can...

I read your book by Jean-Paul Sartre  And then you decided to leave   Me with the idea that everything I know,  Might not be everything.   And with my kaleidoscope of pendency,  I...