It all began with me. I was first and for many years, the only. No neighbors, nothing but trees. But over time the

Any compression or expansion is possible/ on an otherwise regular lifeline/ when you are willing to storm

I came because of the storm, the fire,/ the thunder, and clouds,/ because I could not stand still/ or even hide

He could hear them. The crunch of boots on gravel – those small stones he had so painstakingly strewn upon

Lyssiantha was too busy to die./ So other things began to die instead:/ Roses, goldfish, the choked plant forced

The spindly letters are vampire pencils, Abysses draining words from the throbbing vein, Dribbling them down

Pianos glow in silk-scarletted rays Glazed threads of sun fondly murmuring sit As autumn paintings shred

I don't need anything; I want everything, Lingering in chaos, an incessant suffering. I know it's an unending

This quarantine has laid bare All our what-ifs Man jammed with whims Ever envisaged A release from run-of

To cement the fragment of life is to stitch each piece with a thread of a soulful poem, using a needle made

White flight feathered quill with fluted nib, Vertically stands bleeding in an idle hand, Imbued with an

Manuela and Louis first encountered the “yellow vests” as Louis drove a rented car to Paris from Lille, where

They are mountains, that my eyes explores daily because I'm yet to see their extent. Their grace, endless

Memories and sadness and pains and threat and batterings And dreams and dreams and sufferings and

Seeking a pure avenue to reach to the fragile soul sacred winds are revealed carriers of all things they listen,

The journey of a thousand years has ended tired the little guy longs for a moment’s rest to remember his birth,

They make sounds like bags of marbles moving along on certain paths seeking evasive grooves filled with blood.

Greetings to a world I abandon for today I shed a strangest fate Bewildered by the statue I contemplate I have

You're the comma That pauses my heartbeat. Don't come with a full stop 'cus I can't stand your demise Love

At times I wonder why you're immobile This wonder led to realizations. Prior to realizations, I had made observations