Sunday, April 6 2025

Category: Poetry

bliss

moonlight bath with fallen stars gaze defiant guarded hearts trusting bodies, merging minds accursed ghosts are left behind searing vision, aiming true blending pasts & presents new fearing nothing, strutting on blissful life has just begun

what if i’m not

am i me if i’m not? not what is wanted, craved for & needed? an exception, a footnote, a bridge incomplete but i’m not. your consideration & rude contemplation, a strike on my body please spare all your reasons you watch & you strain for you don’t understand, can’t possibly fathom the illness i have.