Before the wind will carry me To a far distant land In flight; Cut and clean me up carefully; Remove the dust and sand In sight. Rinse in vinegar, soak in dill ; One is a herb that heals The bone, Flirt with nature, die in her still, Her leaves are more than meals Alone. […]

I had set the date right on the table, And marked the guests in my mind. I will burn their hate with love And share my blessings with them. I had called out the liar and baked the cake, Frosted in aluminum stupidity, I will teach them all a lesson, I will pay them in […]

Followers are just statistics, With an unknown demography. Their comments sound like a siren Loud hallelujahs from the pew. Some of them ghosts, others strangers. Followers are just statistics, There are few you know in real life But on the gram they are just ‘likes’. We follow the ones with filters Whose essence we don’t […]

Use your third eye if you’ve got one. Look carefully and see clearly. The question might be the answer, And the locked door might be the key. The riddle is not what it seems. Use your third eye if you’ve got one. The more you see, the less you know. Just break some doors if […]

We have nothing in common, But no, we falsify And sometimes try to sound alike, But our friendship is the strangest. I’ve told you time and time again, We have nothing in common, Do not confuse the care I show, We both keep nothing that we owe. You fall asleep when I’m awake, I stay […]

Imagine the sun owned a fridge and everything water was sold. Would we have also walked on air? or give the stones a heart to live. When you sit to write a poem imagine the sun owned a fridge, and little frost of rays strike us. There would be blanket for the sun. Imagine gravity […]

It is worthy of emulation, the rose creation; from thorns to beauty, & embracing love as a duty. Roses are healers of love scars, was then valued more than cars, it’s still friends with tanner’s butterflies, still used to give accolades & provide assurance. Roses passes a message, not to belittle any beauty, for with […]

The heart of the leaf is hidden And forbidden. For what they know, They never show. They know hideouts of terrorists, Heard of slashed wrists, Know what we don’t, Ask but they won’t They know all, but they can’t recall, Not even small. So they all wilt, Lonely with guilt. Younglan

Everyone knows I am capable, I’m well able To give out care, To show I’m here. I am great at sacrificing, Good advising, I coo to love, Hell, I am love! But I’m still lonely and single. When I mingle, I’m just a bore. I smell, I’m sure.   They say I’m hot but don’t […]