Category Archives: Ago

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He believes to be

When did he think
he was possible?

why did he
twitch at
the ray of light?

why did he blink
to the sound of voices?

how will he cry out
where no mercy dares echo?

who taught him to believe in Life
when he was not wanted?

Who will tell him as he awaits to breathe?

Renewed from 2012

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I built a house in the sky

I built a house in the sky

I painted it all the colours

of a twilight night.

I came to see it
whenever I could.

When
I pushed open
the door…

oftentimes
I fell right through.

Many a time
it locked me out.

And at times it locked me in,
but sometimes it left the door ajar.

I wished to walk upon
its clouded tiles.

To call it my heart…my home.

But a house built in the sky

Would brace and buckle

crumble and break…

I built a little house in the sky

And it remains…

behind my dreaming eyes.

Renewed from 2012

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Defy

I will scale your wall of distrust simply because it gives me such a thrill.

Even if 
The Peril that lies
on the other side
is no hushed secret.

And if upon

reaching that

treacherous ledge…

I were to suddenly slip…

I would fall

Jubilant in Defiance.

 

 

 

 

Renewed from 2012

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Unfolding Flower

unfolding flower
with what hope
will you be born with?
with what dreams
will you be enthralled with?
with what desires
will you be allured with?
with what sorrows
will you be shrouded with?
where will you face
to seek the sunlight?
where will you turn
to weep with the rain?
where will your seedlings
fly?
where will your petals
fall?

2012

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let me live my life as a leaf

let me live my life as a leaf.
let me lift and leave as they do.
they beg not to let go of limb…
but they go nevertheless, their greeness outgrown.
their brightness only crumbling to rustling brown bits
as i watch whether trampler will rake them back to me…
they do not stay as i do.
i alone cannot bear for each of them to go.
leaving me so bare and barren once more.
let eternal winter slay me through once.
lashes no more, no one hears my white muffled cries.
crack me in two and be done with your icy touch.
let not Spring come again with her adornments,
they mean nothing to me no more.
Sultry Summer with her,
blush of petit sweet offerings.
my bitterness ever taints them…
carressing eyes yet shriveling tongues.
etch not your beloveds upon me…
i promise your parting,
under my very boughs.

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Strung Along

one thread
strains to be cut. 
or tied
strongly…
happily seeking no other knot.
the tangles have been no loops,
the curlicues have built tight mazes,
yet something still pulls it towards the stitch.
Who has landed it a line among
all the others wound upon paths,
intertwined and round?
After all, do they not all await
to enter the eye of light?
Becoming binded,
upon another worn destiny.