In a dream,I was walking on a grasslandThe grassland with,The music of the windsThe serenity of greenThe canvas of cloudsThe dance of flowersThe bond of rootsThe crowd of insectsThe shades of the sunThe romance of birdsAnd they were like an instrumentThe instrument that made rhythmsDue to the opening of each part of it to the…
Sitting near a creek,With the flow of water and a mending heart I looked at the water and breath into the depth of my soul. But this depth had broken heart in every path. I wondered and asked the heart, ‘What hurts more, your own existence or their existence in you? The heart took a…
Holding hands is an act of love, as my fellow friends say Well, I witnessed I experienced I observed Each pair of people who held hands reminded me of love As they held hands with each other Everything settled in them The breath The eyes The heart The gut The earth All this was like…
They say, O love don’t be scared Remove the fear and surpass it with your courage and bravery Your victory awaits you on the other end Walk past what holds you back Don’t let the fear belittle you But a self within me that inspires fear with all its senses Tilts its head and asks…
Bodies is what I imagine with Sex Bodies curled up and wrapped together Bodies looking to grab any bond Bodies bind together to belong Bodies holding each other to grasp Bodies shouting to be heard Bodies staring into each other with naked eyes Bodies falling into each other with hope to stick with the flesh…