To rise

To have been a fearful person who’s holding on to a tilting sail amid a treacherous storm And to learn to smile and find the will to heal Brings in great amount of confidence, and a reassured feeling That you will rise and own what it is to be, in your destiny.

Ice storm

Your body, collide with me; Shattered zillion pieces of Sharp crystals… And smoking ice. Pulverized snow Scratched underneath fingernails Appeasing The core marbled lattice That’s numb and blazing Stinging, arid Never melting, Sticking and breaking. The weight of our solid embrace Heavy The gravity, uncompromisable. Raining sleet While the world freezes, Freezer burn Between our […]