Questioning the nature of one's reality is not easy. It comes naturally for some, And it is next to impossible for others. Here are some…
Category: Poetry
The loss Is a perfect harmony And a perfect dissonance. The final chord of love Is sharp For it is played On barbed wire. The…
I feel hope! It is like a feather at my fingertips, Almost out of reach But I can sense its caress. I feel hope! It…
To my beloved wife, Veronica Winters It is alright to be misunderstood. The higher you fly the less there is air to breathe. The altitude…
On your hand I am a glove. On your lips I am laughter. On your back I am wings. On your face I am wind.…
When we peer into the void The void peers back. When you nail a cross to the wall The wall in turn attaches to the…
Loving you is like swallowing razors. A dessert with blood With a hint of honey and steel. Loving you is like plucking a rose, A…
The only thingThat is profoundIs the life itself.It ends. Like day.Like night.Like rain.Like seasons. The only thingThat is inevitableIs change.It's constant. Like day.Like night.Like rain.Like…
Life belongs to tortured souls. I crave the anguish From the moment I was born. I need the torment! Happiness is an illusion. I am…
A glimpse of a feeling,A fleeting sensation,A tingling of my skin. The softness of your hair,The firmness of your body,The sound of your voice. A…