I see the tears run,
burning as a fluid acid;
the rivulets of an endless facet
I don’t know your pains
I don’t know your sorrows
Yet, I can still feel the weight
And my heart aches
There was a time before this
Where the happenings of life
Were lighter than a summer breeze
Perhap...
The butterfly that flies free
Is one who never goes without a name
She flies free in search of the light of liberation
Out of the dusts of the densely darkening day
She is glorious, spreading her wings far and wide
To see the growing sun shine by and by
They try to catch her; the children chas...
Oh, you big, blundering, babbling buffoon!
I see you and the earth quakes
Narcissus looked at you and fell in love
I reach out, try to extend a hand
And am repulsed by your visage
Like a fleeting roach when the light shines
Do you reflect the truth?
Or are you a horrid demise to make
Me ea...
Maria awakened, gasping for air. The murderous strife was prevalent in her visions, echoing throughout the channels of her mind. It was dark. Too dark. Too dark to see any light, as she nervously thumbed the light switch, switching it and striking it, back and forth, to turn on and open the heavens....
A young woman, perhaps in her early twenties, strolled down the bustling street. Her straight crimson-golden hair was pulled back, wrapped tightly in a sheer scarf and draped delicately to the side. She wore a large, boxy overcoat to disguise her feminine shape; its color was the same light beige of...
Nick slumped against the kitchen wall, waiting patiently for the last entrée. The hot steam of nearby boiling water moistened his clean-shaven face in a melting mist. A colorful motley of simple, yet elegant plates decorated his tray. The chef’s best soup, a large bowl of Zuppa Toscana, was going...