by Jaquay Atkins |
Categories:
america, change, longing, love hurts, nice, poems,
She wouldn't allow me to enter her sanctum,
Due to my affliction entitled kindness
For she wanted tough love
A touch of insanity and a pinch of absurdness,
Kindness was my weakness
Never mind my apparent strengths
by Christuraj Alex |
Categories:
life, nature,
It's a furnace of coal.
A dark night of my soul!
It's a bottomless well.
It's as unsafe as hell.
It's power in fullness.
It's death in absurdness.
I can't, from it, return.
I'd eternally burn.
Days, in it, look like nights.
Grief, in it, like snakes, bites.
It's a whirlpooling sea.
It's boundless void in me.