I walked in nightfall,
Stumbling along sinister lines...
Beneath Those Pearl Eyes
Many times...
A pallid rose
with edges outlined...
Sometimes,
when the wind eases...
Though my hips be wide
perhaps they have birthed a genius...
When pain has tipped the heart of glass
And time finds no relief...
Days are folding over night with the creases of a...
traveling my sun to your window...
Poet's Rainbow
What lies dominant in a poets mind till...
As sorrow drifts among my dreams
And night fades in to gray...
My thoughts
are like bubbles restlessly...
I once,
ran my fingers...
Branches move and sadly sway
Their farewell to this long day...