POETRY

  • When in doubt, be orange

    September 8, 2016 • POETRY • Author:

      If you can be a fruit, be an orange. Don’t be an apple. Don’t be zero shades of white. Be an orange. Be so orange that they have to name a color after you. Don’t be an apple covered in lousy, scratchy skin. Apples can get away with it. They need no cover. Don’t …...

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  • I am the society

    September 7, 2016 • POETRY • Author:

    I could hear the screams And hear the pleads But I choose to ignore Because I am the society. My ears vibrated hearing her pain But I hugged my daughter and slept My bare eyes could see her being disrobed Her soul ripped from her core Yet I choose to ignore Because I am the …...

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  • The Shy Guy From Last Bench

    December 31, 2014 • POETRY • Author:

    Late to catch up, The sleepy eyes never were that lively, To catch those hovering eyes or those short glances, Short glances that were stolen, Midst of the crowd; were evasive. Warned and was told, The beautiful thief, Ever so ready; was hiding, Never realized; taken for granted, Sleepy eyes now...

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  • The Seven Farewell

    December 30, 2014 • POETRY • Author:

    They were the worst tears I ever cried They were the annihilation and nirvana The door to the soul and out of it The most precious, the seven farewells One of seven, I smiled as I bode farewell I was going away, and the splendid goddess took revenge on me, for abandoning I never told …...

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  • Winter Here

    December 30, 2014 • POETRY • Author:

    It is winter here. Cold, feathers of snow float and dance and then hit the ground. Their weightlessness is adorable, so pure, so fragile and so beautiful. The thin thread between the consciousness and existence, justifies life, while everything else seems to be dead. One moment it is snow, one...

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