My Irreparable Sense of Humor


Sting said; Sometimes in life you feel the fight is over But after this fight, I feel my life is over After so many drunk-dials gone wrong, I promised to stay sober No more shall I go through such abyss, no sir That was last Christmas, now even my promises don’t know where my hopes […]

Rated R…


They were once two peas in the same pod Two devices, charged with same chord Two getaways, locked in the same room Two strands of fireworks, same boom! Their story was too good to be true, almost deceptive When their worlds collided, t’was definitely eclectic Every romance wished for the same story Same walk, stroll […]

My Cirque Du Soleil


If I could watch you for a momentYes, only watchingMoments of perfect contoursGive rise to my Venusian A goddess, even to the mirrorA Kodak moment, ever so clearerAt dawn I rise, just to catch you exit the shower There she isWith a neckline so sensitive Strut with legs, like pillars of sphinxA waist. Lined with […]

Silly Me


Silly me Silly me, I should have seen it coming Silly me, I used to know those signs O how I wish I was running Running Away from the lies The lies that capsized our boat That drowned our float That choked our toast Silly me, I should never have boast Boast of you and […]

The Revolution will not be Televised.


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 […]

The Cold.


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. […]

Poetry ( the girl that took my soul ).


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 […]