The funeral strikes the hour,As I waltz pastThe raining petalsThat do not,RepeatingDo notBurn, nor tearApart, at their solaced […]
Loss
“How many tears could a man have concealed upon a time when he was hungry, when to soon […]
Breaking between syllables, this painter is lost in his wreckage. A void for discovery’s sake, to see a […]
Grief is never so much a thing to conquer, in as much it is merely felt, like a […]
“One should name themselves as weak, and forever such, when they dislike the idea of attaching themselves to […]
Just a wellTo dump the contentsOf her eyes.Deep blue as Neptune’s children,AwakenedAs puling infants,Close to no mother,Close to […]
Stilled,Without a sign to the breathThat would raise youTo feel the morning’s showerAgainst your cheeks,To receive the gleamThat […]
“No guilt should be felt, upon realizing one is weak, while in love. Love is that, a strength […]
“How much grief is in the world, that one wishes for the return of life, rather than the […]
I Can he wait? Can he satiate a thirst that continues to mark his lips with the dryness […]
“…It can be imagined of a scenario where a man’s wife is no longer the beauty he once […]
“Is there something more to fight for, than the love that fills the gap, fills the void? The […]
