Friday, July 29, 2016


The excessive rain
on a summer night
manifests to excessive rain
on a summer morning

Random thoughts
about everything
and nothing at all
linger and keep me awake

Restlessness at best
sleepless nights bring
tears to my eyes

Thursday, July 7, 2016

My Crimson Heart

My heart bleeds crimson.
It’s drifting, angry, hurt.
Hot like fire
but, you don’t let go.
Scorched hands and melted flesh,
bone deterioration, reduced to ash.
Your spirit holds on;
no rupture or bleeding out.
Still, my heart beats...
for you.