Eclectic dreams blazoned across the splattered horizon of coral and cerulean

Inspired to accomplish aspirations; to tug free of the label pasted inept 

The fueled fire persevered, trailed by an acute throb 

For whom do we fight if only to prove ourselves wrong 

Fear is not failure but failure can be fear 

Negligent disappointments lurked in shadows basked by moonlight 

Pessimistic whispers roved the bare fissures 

Resolute; the ambitions irradiated under surges of hindrance

Pain is only transitory


Domestic Frictions Don’t End Well

        The rough waves undulated under the stormy sky and with every crash, a thin streak of foamy froth cast a memory on shore

Splintered rain spewed wooden chips and broken bottle remnants from disputes, too often, taken place outdoors

Precarious drops of crimson proceeded to stain deeper into the grits, washed over with warm salty tears

An ominous howl of smothered silent screams wailed against the chilled wind, from it, a chanted quarrel strung its tune

Trees rustled in despair of the plagued past, their roots shriveled and damaged by constant reiteration of harmful abuse

Coppered sleet tore into mellow rocks and delicate fronds, the only vestige of brutality lay scattered in pieces of soft velvet

Thick clouds filled with a pungent stench of acidic smog floated with treacherous precision, its deceitful movements threatened to burst

Lean branches quivered like thin limbs and broke against the tenacious gale, shrunken seeds, too young for life, tasted death

Intertwining of Souls

             A half-empty mug toppled on an edge of free fall          (M)

   Its content brimmed dangerously over a steamed incentive      (A)

                      Pointed shards chipped away, infiltrated by dullness                (R)

                   Each single piece a unanimous compromise                        (R)

                Weighted down with congealed liquid it formed a subtle unity     ( I )

       The assuaged scent quarreled, contrasted through acidic affinity      (A)

        A checkered tablecloth underneath the mirage danced          (G)

                  It stringed anxiety across rooted expressions          (E)

Silence uplifted into a perpetual ambiance in a wispy pigmented cloud

Twice the cultured colors merged into a complicated history, unraveled through difference


Ask Me Although I’d Rather Not Tell

Guilt engulfed me whole;

buckets and buckets of one emotion washed over

No tears or silent screams could describe the internal quarrel

brought by a careless action

Burdened thoughts weighted my shoulders;

they grew heavier with every step

Selfishness soon wiggled itself into the cramped quarter

its prolonged presence unable to ignore

Questions and doubts arose in a sullen wave

never quite settled

I had no one else but myself to blame;

my roved path unknown

The darkness of the night reflected residues from footsteps

taken one too many times

Midnight came and went

my state unquelled

I sought mercy

and something better I received


for my heinous deed

Munificent Greed

Cold black tendrils snaked its way into the heart,

nestling near the beating organ with placate

Wisps of treachery and deception eroded its nostrils

illusioning those it wished

Playing coy, it whispered sardonically into the ears of its enemy,

undulating emotions with prestidigitation

It pulled down a clouding curtain between lust and love,

driving the man insane to the point he lost himself

Wanting more and more,

never getting enough

Articulately trapping its corpulent prey

it wrapped its cadaverous fingers around the throat,

squeezing ever so gently

Emphasizing the intense desire to want and take

wrenching vociferously at the wavering soul

it disposed of its poison

Deadly liquid poured effervescently into the rushing viens,

spreading with every breath inhaled

Agony and pain soon followed

Until pure consciousness capitulated into the bosoming greed

Neglected Generation

A sentiment feeling of forlorn overwhelmed the old couple while they sat rocking in a chair outside, gazing at the surrounding nursing homes

The empty spurious promises and carping threats made by their own kin, managed to sadden them all the more

Belabored in their ripe age, the husband and wife silently watched the effect of the new season take place with a keen sense of melancholy

With every fluttering of a leaf before it fell to the sodden earth, with every sway after the wind battered the tree, a deep pang struck both their hearts – where once they felt compassion regret devoured

They knew, soon enough, they too would shrivel into ashes drifting off into the cusp of repudiation finally meeting what their souls coveted- solace

But for now- they would wait, breathing in the pervading stench of soiled linens, holding on to their dignity

All the while, a glimmer of hope lay, beneath the couple’s scourged affection – that maybe the prolonged absence would be filled and that their children hadn’t forgotten them after all

A Cancerous Journey to the End – Holding on to Love’s Last Song

A throaty chuckle bounces off the enclosed walls and she beams-knowing she was the reason behind his pensive smile

The jubilant atmosphere lingers a moment or two longer before diminishing back to its ruminative subtrosphere and she furrows her brows at his tensed body language

Tear smudges become evident on his cheeks and she reaches out to touch the soft flesh in between the pad of her thumb and forefinger

Thin paper clothing barely covering her scarred body, crumple in response to her movements, and she keenly watches as he reluctantly moves in to her delicate stroking

She sympathetically flashes him an expression between pain and happiness, quickly disguising the internal conflict she, too, felt

Suddenly, vigorous coughs spill blood onto her illusent hospital dress but he can only watch helplessly while she dabs at the pervading rogue inkling down her purplish lips

He eventually begins crying in anguish, seeing the love of his life struggle mentally with a fatal disease- a cancer of sorts

The coughing soon seize and she rests her dizzying head onto the chalky pillow behind her, muttering incoherent sentences

She later gestures for him to cover the distance between them and he complies, sitting next to her slender frame on the small bed while crystal pearls slip down his stubby chin

She gently whispers into his ear soothingly and he holds her close to his chest, afraid of ever letting her go

Gradually, he tenderly kisses her smooth head and sings a sweet melody the two had once strung up together

His soft-tempered voice calms her anxieties and she melts into the song, allowing the even pitch to ring mildly through her eardrums

After the last note, her milky chocolate eyes flutter shut under the reflecting moonlight and he pecks her cheek for a very last time