My Poetry Is

  My poetry is long awaited sunset on a lover’s winter night My poetry is a flashlight on the entrails of the horror film called Life My poetry is a camera on the heart of Titanic Beautiful but tormented Acclaimed and cursed My poetry is an anchor and a mast a tsunami and a covenant […]

Here I Go,Once Again

There’s a time When I sit down Stop writing I look at the cuts On my wrist Razorblade cuts On my neck And staring at my words Wondering why I do this Why I tell you What only god knows Breathing slowly Despite rapid heartbeats Why I love her Or hate her It depends on […]