Generations rolled through decades Information concerning trapped spirits Got diluted, In transitional ceremonies performed At the end of a new decade, Depending on intensity of Bright burning beams from the sky ball Measured based on how long it took To … Continue reading Bewitched Healer 4 of 8
Stubbornness and desires of experimenting Craved deeply in selfish hearts A doomed possibility, Was on a rising horizonColored purple and yellow, a rare mix Unknown in a natural occurrence Less care, spirit controllers offered. A last breath of theirs, initiated … Continue reading Bewitched Healer 3 of 8
Members of the land were blinded By shiny textures of intruders Compared to mighty reflections Of the bright burning beams Harshly striking throughout the land Burning comrades, And blossoming plants in their path. Crawling bugs and creatures Never stood a … Continue reading Bewitched Healer 2 of 8
Can’t go back where I came from Existing spirits governing the birth place Got freed on a day I escaped Those in charge of the spirits, Lost track on a day Bright burning beams hit a bird Flapping poor beautiful … Continue reading Bewitched Healer 1 of 8
Pickles of Love by Joseph Batte ISBN: 9781393524472 Audio ISBN: 1987180151 We have been here before, surroundings are familiar. They are crashing flicks of love into pieces. We all know, love is a rugged series of crafty waves, meant to … Continue reading Good Books to Read and Listen To
On an Isle, I was born I ran for miles and hours, it was thrilling An ancestor said, I was a son of a bitch, I liked it A child said, I was Tinkerbell, I felt offended For the devil’s … Continue reading Raveled Nativity: 4 of 4
On an Isle, I was born Its waters, gathered confidence from an atmosphere Down through streets, burning down bushes Bridges built for centuries, got buried Existing homesteads, made history And its beaming rays, burnt its natives On an Isle, I … Continue reading Raveled Nativity: 3 of 4
On an Isle, I was born An elephant totem, I was restrained to Intelligent, strong and loyal, I had to be Spirit heads, in control of a given life Hang besides a famous doited scarecrow And its beaming rays, burnt … Continue reading Raveled Nativity: 2 of 4
On an Isle, I was born Deep in a sacred volcanic beautiful cave Buried within everlasting spirit waters of life My soul was planted, in fertile dark thin soils There I lay, waiting for my turn to arrive And its … Continue reading Raveled Nativity: 1 of 4
Swinging my cerebral cortex, Back and forth, through ravishing dirt Information provided, By the middle-aged man, was very helpful I never had to waste precious time, Sweet talking my way, Through a random lady’s personal space I was down, for … Continue reading Ploughed River City: 8 of 8
Swinging my cerebral cortex, Back and forth, through ravishing dirt I sneaked into differing cities Not for new beginnings or fresh starts Which many lie themselves into achieving For I, it was all, for a sole purpose of, Appreciating beauty, … Continue reading Ploughed River City: 7 of 8
Swinging my cerebral cortex, Back and forth, through ravishing dirt My birth on a New Year’s Day, Raised signaling caution lights: As many celebrated, Mother screamed out loud, In excruciating pain Agony she felt, I absorbed Preparing to exert it … Continue reading Ploughed River City: 6 of 8
