Do you have
enough scars
to help others
heal
Or wounds
that stay open
the past
uncongealed
Did you suffer
in silence
each moment
of pain
Did all hope
leave you orphaned
alone
and profane
Is your counsel
of value
when the weak
come to call
Can you see
through the trauma
and cushion
— their fall
(1st Book Of Prayers: May, 2025)
Octane rush and howls the surging blood,
Racing uncongealed, mercury switched and primed,
And in the veins detonates a nitro surge,
Swells the moon struck heart, ignites the tripwire mind.
Love boosts this eclectic turbo charging,
The muscle pistons thump the cage of bone,
Hammer wires of palpitating passions,
Play havoc on some heavenly xylophone.
She, when he draws near, internally explodes
For nothing can assimilate with this,
The crash and burn of love and blood and flame
Combusting in the seize of purest bliss.
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