Poetry

Heaven

Sometimes I think about heaven...I picture streams of pure water flowing,Birds chirping, bees buzzing, sun glowing... Sometimes I think about heaven...Butterflies liberated from their cocoons,Waterfalls dangling down the Rocky cliffs,The bronze sun shining and yet the moon is taking a peek in broad daylight...A washed away white, like tear stains from our past lives... Sometimes… Continue reading Heaven

Poetry

Love?

I could taste the coffee on her lips, The sweetness off her skin, The pleasure of a sin... The devil wrapped with a gold ribbon,

Poetry

Departure

No one prepares us for that; the absence No rules, no guidelines; the void Deflection, his best tool Optimism, his driving force No one prepares you for that; the pain No books, no memiore; the heartache Strength, the brave face he bares Tears, the foreign figure slowly creeping up, descending on his cheeks No one… Continue reading Departure