If I go to bed tonight, what will I wake up to. If I slide away into a world of dreams, which step will i shoe. The changes we seek, the paths we lay, the contrast of meek, the wraths our way, which pore shall lead us astray. If we decide on what tomorrow shall […]
Through all the sweat, the scare The heaves of breath, the feat The Nausea, the pain Dear Lord, guide my hands, So I can write again. ********
A view of the motherland’s bosom cannot be faltered. Irreparable, are the expanses of her contours. In a world where the wind owns our Marilyns, how dare we leave virgins outside for the prowl. Inch by inch, we alter life as we know it. And then we ponder why blisters are forged from our unknown. […]
With every step you take. In every room you enter.
It was supposed to be a prayer, but there’s a lot more at stake. That’s why I’m not kneeling, we’re talking face to face. You could sit if you want, this might take a minute. But you’re timeless right? So what the hell is a minute. For every cringe in my timid, and every dent […]
Have we evolved to be nasty or nice? Have we become more appreciative, or are we bundled by price? Have we dived into unplumbed sewage of truths, or are we surfing on a surface of lies? How unfathomable is our super-sized mega-dome of egos? How meek is our blush? How loud is our torts of […]
As HE stepped down from the mountain., He carried with him a Gift, a stone tablet Heavy with the inscription “KNOWLEDGE” At the foot of the abundance Hoist with impatience, they waited He approached, beckoning for relief For his arms were wary stiff But even at that valley They stood on their eminence Arms bound […]
As beautiful as LIFE is, The vague angles that it anchors are at a constant tremble. Thus, its fragility. This is the birthplace of our ‘Vulnerable’. Andreá Fellini *2013*Copyright!
What good is a writer? If he can’t fight. Strife. Define. Help to underline the intrigues of a beautiful life. If he can’t hide. Confide. Defy The Imaginations we have lost while punctuating our archives. What good is a writer? If he can’t share. Be clear. Declare The injustices within so the world beware. If […]
She watches, as he sits in his chair Orchestra, the waves in his hair His fingers find their way to the grip of her pores And starts digging…… She gasps in awe He begins slow, with bit and pieces smiles and wishes Colors and melodies And gradually syncs with the beat of heart Dear God, […]