POETRY

Art, it’s about passion, The Sentence are just words But if you just listen they flow through you, And the whole lot become greater than

I forgive you, I forgive you for the nights you came home late, angry and hit me so hard that I accepted that was your

CopCopycat, collect the nectar, it will optimize your splendor. Grasping it by the gallons, drinking poison, immune, callous, to the pain you aligned, and profusely

In my society they call me a shame, Just because I am lame, They say the evil spirits are to blame, My disability is a

This 2020 If they’re egocentric cut ties Wear more official buy more ties If they’re selfish avoid those besties Avoid everyone who’s Beastie This 2020

Heaven,is that you?And wait ,has that been your place of dwelling?And how am I supposed to believe that this is the end of my misery?I’ve

I love, Starve, Crave, And serve, Just because I have feelings. My lover loved another, My feelings fled to another, My love shifted to the

And did you not notice the rains? Haven’t you felt the rains pains? My mothers have been crying. My fathers have been swimming. The children

Enthralled to ponder, to search To take strides in the meadow of thoughts, Only to encounter a labyrinth, an inescapable maze, Wried from sight, unseen,