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I Turn My Back on Bitterness

...I wish we could have justice, 
not just under the law, but for those who mistreat, use, and deceive us. 
For those who break promises and hearts with no compunction, no apology.
If I could sue you...

Just This

...Force that turns glass shards to mists
and causes girders to bend and twist
flesh and bone cannot resist
nor mortal word can console this

pushed to the brink
with blotted ink 
the buttons pre...

After I Repented

...I began to coalesce 

light, shadow became solid

leaving my past of regrets

forgiveness, all sins blotted

a new creature made of light

now seen fully, I am loved

I am precio...

Howling Wilderness

...When wanderlust began pounding my heart,
On a beautiful autumn afternoon, crisp and sunny,
I set out on a trek to the nearby woods.
The leaves on trees had begun turning ruddy.

All ...

My Decrepit Deserted Home

...
"Though old and dilapidated, one's dear home can never be empty. It will be full of memories- sweet and sour- a snapshot out of time that talks aloud of happy memories. Even amid the hovering gloom...

Frozen Side of The Sun

...Turning over in a ruffled bed,
stark red numbers sear 4 a.m. into bloodshot corneas.
Nothing but darkness creeps through threadbare curtains, frozen in place.
A desolate silence becomes deafen...

Deprived Of Your Love

...Glib rhetoric concerned with  striking independence may seem frivolous,
nuanced rational quite often a typical traumatic casualty,
the once interminable interdependent passionate zeal disintegratin...

The Cold Embrace of Death

...Though the sun had begun bleeding in the West
With an explorer’s gait, I walked jumping over gutters
My track, flanked with knee high grass and nettles
Also, wild bushes of all kinds that grew in ...

The Butterfly

...And when the shadow of a large boot blotted out the sun
I then knew my final  day of reckoning was done

Now that I am on the other side
Free from pain and hurt I now reside...

Pear’s Beautiful Blossoming Day

..."The buds on my pear tree will become florets this day,
prettily unfurled a creamy white."  by poet

On leaves of green streams down the gold
of a radiant April dawn,
and blotted out...

The Cold of Fear

...Cold is the tittering of befitted feet
Cold is the meagre meanders of falling fractals 
Cold is the twinge of bitter blues upon reeling retreats
Cold is the roiling retch of frostbitten flesh
Col...

Love Written In Red

...What can wash away my sin, Nothing but the blood of Jesus

I’m a product of perfection yet this love written in red doesn’t always feel free

I have never felt worthy, only dirty, so I wear shame...

Where Did My Heart Go

...The days are running in front of my and the music is vibrating inside me, daylight is shining in my face and the some things are still out of place; my heart is nowhere to the found and the morning h...

Auto writing Ghazal

...The calendar date, red-inked into alpine
white vellum: a blood-letting, a quilled line.

Old ducks [politically incorrect] featherless,
waddling like myself, fall neatly into line.

"It is time...

Heaven or Hell

...On a beautiful afternoon, crisp and sunny, I set out on a trek to the nearby woods. Except my camera, intentionally picked up, I hadn’t carried with me any other goods. All along, I saw wild flowers ...

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