Like when the wave, after splashing you as if you were a child,
Recedes, as if you were a stranger
As if you will muddy her waters
She too, began her indifference
God, tell me, why everything
Turns out like You,
Graceful, and yet
Unreachable
Like when the wave, after splashing you as if you were a child,
Recedes, as if you were a stranger
As if you will muddy her waters
She too, began her indifference
God, tell me, why everything
Turns out like You,
Graceful, and yet
Unreachable
Saw a red Tesla behind me. Followed me for three blocks Then turned left at the traffic light. Two blocks down the street I pulled into my lot. Imagined the red Tesla would appear Any moment, crashing into me head on...
“Here, take these glasses,” said she, When I said I can’t see the Totality. Still seeing only darkness, I mumbled to myself, “Why I still can’t see it, even with these?” I turned...
Once, When they tore them open A life fell out of each Now, They are driven Smiling with them Rights of their own In bright sunshine Hauling with them Buried in black One mile from the graveyard The rights of man...
Thus I crawl from one doorstep to another.
Waiting for the Death,
Hoping it will show up when I sleep.
I unpack my bags
Clean my dishes, wash my clothes
And write poetry
Pedantic as me,
Not fantastic as you
Yesterday I realized From the white-knuckle silence She wouldn’t let go That I am still unborn A point of no focus Not ready yet For her words that ring love May never be ready yet For that chuckle from her eyes...
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