Bewitched Healer 2 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 chance The land was over baked and burnt Cracking its surface, into jagged forms Ripping…

Bewitched Healer 1 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 wings in rain Soon after storms seized. Bright burning beams, together with rain Reigned over…

Raveled Nativity: 1 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 beaming rays, burnt its natives On an Isle, I was born Words and ways of…

Ploughed River City: 2 of 8

Swinging my cerebral cortex, Back and forth, through ravishing dirt You thought I was crazy, Ever since you saw I, Cycling a bicycle, without working brakes Down a sloppy hill, on a stormy Winter day, Wearing a lovely pair of board shorts, And a wide open V-neck t-shirt Coming to a complete stop, With assistance…

Elite Researcher’s Cry: 1 of 7

Smuttiness crowded judgement A second encounter, not to be forgotten, struck This one too, I was there, I watched it all happen More insights and observations, I had in I Another great mind, but less than the one before Crumbled off a random and strange cliff Rising waves, waited from beneath At about thirty-two feet…

Roamed Struggles: 4 of 6

Many lost and acquainted hearts, With long lost hope and trapped decisions, Claimed; Nothing good of any kind Happened after two o’clock in a morning Unfortunately, many habitants of that place Believed it, failing to accept a fact: If something was true, They never had to believe Those demented perverts lied And no, though it…

Arrowed Cupid: 6 of 7

Somehow, I was always at peace No matter what happened: Astray my designated mission headed to Accompanied by misery of all times, I was never home When I said I would be there She always came back Hoping I would be there, another time So much of her time I wasted No guilt I felt,…