We hardly said Hello to each other this morning. I served your meal with my eyes filled to the brim with work. I dint pause to see you. You were immersed in your own music and words. Do these words
Questioning love #OctPoWriMo
The theme today is love. And I did not know I had so much to say about it:) Can you feel the timbre of love in the depth of the blind singer song? Does the pitter-patter of the sleeting rain
Boredom in breathing #OctPoWriMo
Moment of desperation Moment of boredom Boredom of today Boredom of tomorrow Tomorrow may not come Tomorrow is not welcome Welcome nothingness Welcome pain Pain of the living Pain of existence Existence in this routine Existence is a routine Routine
Inside Weather #OctPoWriMo
(1) two tornados rage in sync a tsunami sky high torrential downpour of slime carpet pulled from under my feet inside a calm zephyr the day is conquered with a shrug of the shoulder and a smile (2) sunshine
Wasting away #OctPoWriMo
A limbless puppet of destiny My aroma of failure nauseates me I blame my closest for my miseries Only a little less than I blame myself. A doormat that let life walk all over me fallen into an