If he can walk with his head up high, doubt hidden deep in his eyes,  face scarred by past experiences  and incidents had shaded his aura with hate. If he has a blue smile  but his eyes don’t let him down,  if his mouth can play a game of cards but his tongue takes the…

I hate glitter; It gets all over my hands and Takes forever to wash off. And I See it on the subway floors And glistening under streetlights. I step outside And glitter falls from the sky. Glinting in the fading sun Lamps lighting the way. Glitter everywhere I turn, On the street, The sidewalk, The…

He smiles in crowds to hide the ache, A storm inside he can’t let break. He carries silence every day, Like loads no child should lift that way. He says, “I’m fine,” with practiced art But truth beats louder in his heart. At night, he fights the tears that rise A battle won beneath the…

Every day that passes by  feels like an echo,  silent but heart-wrenching, needy of silence but afraid of neglect, regret too, is a fear but who would confess?  The stars lie awake while the clouds gloom in the darkness, I still search for truth in your eyes, but they are as clear as the night…

Dance with me Even when no one’s looking, My heart still beats the same way Thoughts of you swim by like fish A memory like that is hard to erase. From where I stand A thousand reasons come to life, Reasons to why I can’t forget you Peace and beauty are some The rest is…

the rivers are dry, so, your tears  aren’t just going to waste,  let me conquer  these days of darkness  and sink  into this dark ink so, no one may feel left out. I should compromise and leave the residues behind  but once  again, I fall deeper and these days, catch me on a flight so,…

Here where I stand There are many distractions, Wealth and power Love and lust Each one has its place But they took my heart so quickly Just like tobacco They have no warning. From the highest person To the lowest man, Each one has his day Every power without discipline They have no control Our…

The bottles fall to the floor in pairs, anti-depressants are a waste of your welfare  and therapy is another quack  to flare up buried sorrows.  Empty,  oh, I see,  this time, the world has turned against me,  I walk in shame  afraid someone might recognize me as another lame flack.  I whisper in shadows  scared…

The first time  your eyes clicked with mine I felt my walls being broken down, my worlds being torn apart, you were smart,  but your smile was far from your frown. You were as cold as ice,  and I thought I could be the fire, if only I had known the bridge burner also catches…