Poem: The Silenced Conversation

Note: This is a poetic duet between Desiree and myself. It is supposed to be a “silent conversation” between an imaginary wife and husband. Here, Desiree plays the "wife", and I took on the role of the “husband”. Kindly please switch to desktop or laptop if you're viewing this from your phone.   THE WIFE I’m your wife. Know me. I’m a ...

Poem: The Storm

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The seas rise in rage As emotions explode Dreams are shredded Hopes have been shattered It's hard to disengage   The tides fall and rise As darkness veils and lies Fury swallow whole Humanity unknown Still, the ocean denies answers Tears churn into waves But nothing washes off Only the wreckage  Of hearts and minds Fill the debris at sea The storm builds Inside and outside The storm divides Grief and Hope There will be ...

Poem: Fearless Ascends

Hello Darkness, My Old Friend   I used to dread  Seeing you Used to hate The power you Held over me Twisting me From the inside out Letting me breathe Just enough So I remain conscious Of every pain and suffering   Yes, you wanted me To FEEL everything You pulled all the strings I was a mere puppet   I walked no further  Than my comfort zone I saw no more Than my little window In this prison ...

Poem: The Brilliant Carcass

No amount of concealer Will hide the bruises No foundation Will quite cover the pain No red lipstick Will match the blood Dripping from inside   In the asylum of mind There are battered walls Punctured by screams The cracks on windows Mirror the scars They will never heal They are wounds No one will see or hear   Do I look pretty? Am I thin enough? Will this make me desirable? Should I let ...

Poem: An Ode to Corset

My darling Corset How you beguile and bind Stifling every breath  Constricting each inch Moulding us into A Beauty of Disguise Our natural form You shun  Under the wire Of lace and bones You pull, you tug Tighter and tighter Breathing is unimportant Enduring the pain is a given Such exquisite torment We put ourselves through To carve our version Of Beauty in Contortion. Is it the corset that binds, Or our very sad ...

Poem: Our Human Addiction

Photo from SMT's Travel Journal Our Human Connection Is my addiction. We catch glimpses  Of one another Echoing each other  Through this cyberspace. With click, a like and a share The dots connect in a flash Knowing me is seeing yourself Knowing you is seeing myself. This human interaction A lesson in Compassion Beauty in Transcendence. We live for that validation From each proclamation Our mutual adoration Fuels our inspiration. You ...

Poem: Will you fuck me?

I wish I could say What I really want to say If I so much as smile You would see me as too eager If I so much as insinuate You'd deprecate my state The Games we play Like an elaborate chase To risk the shame And bare myself To forsake my sanity And consummate our ecstasy Will you fuck me  And still respect me? OR Will you tag me ...

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