lovers fled to the mystic fields of indifference, and I, half-alive, mostly asleep tried to acknowledge the significance of my own existence despite the well’s water rising due to tears softly seeping, I aimed to ally the Solution, and not aid and abet the resistance: this parasitic fascination to superfluous smiles while the soul’s weeping … Continue reading our identities & modern disparities
written some span of time ago; wasn't doing well, but I smirk now, knowing I know nothing at all...
Over and over, “I cannot allow the pain To blot out the sun like showers of rain; I mustn’t let the mind supremely reign Dictatorship of this minuscule heart & mediocre brain. I find the light of myself in glints – No longer will I permit my perception to glaze in sorrowful tints; For so … Continue reading A Soliloquy to the Sky
And so, I wrote until the sun kissed my face, And the birds screamed sunrise melodies; As the people in their homes slept the morning hours away Until their dreams were only sweet memories. Then they awake to their 9-5 job, As I am harrowingly writing on Some abandoned rooftop Smoking the last drag … Continue reading God-Forsaken Immortality
Here is my very first poem that, I, at the time, thought was remarkable: which, consequently led to me writing my first book of poetry "The Escape: Musings of the Underground".
Witlessly waiting for my disinterest in the unappealing to interest me intriguingly.