Truth

i never really told you                                                                                                    …

In the Review Mirror

There stood a tree, balding Shaken, dry but bold- A bitter empty existence, In the clearing by my road. What worth is it? I asked This unevolved continual- Why live with these rocks and that Sun With them foreign and those cruel? But silent, he stood tall. Old, barren but alive. And lived in his…

Papercut

Stood watching that blank paper With girls screaming outside Happiness, glee or madness Nor I nor They could decide While talks went loud and long A word my pen didn't say They laughed themselves into oblivion And I tore my paper away

Mime

It's not easy to pretend Its hard walking your way I got so strangely lost Just leading you astray..

Sijo. It’s..a Sijo

I went on a walk, along a long bare twisting road, out of their wayAnd then I came by my grave, with half-dried flowers on a white slateThis soul wanders free at last, now that my body has to stay (A korean format of poetry, like these Sijo (melody)  I Sijo Sijo

The reason I talk to myself is because I’m the only one whose answers I accept

It's all going to be the same. The dark times, the low hours. Write a different story,make up different scenarios. Trust different people, love different shades. Hide, hope. Leave, stray. It's all gonna be the same. There's that caution in the air. When to say what, where to what.What if she finds out,What if he…

Curses bring the worlds down

I tell you it ain't easy as it soundsTo pack your feelings and turn aroundFirst its just bad painA hard blowLots of tears and hurtA poison spreading slowThen the time passesCruelly ticking onVenom reaches your heartPoor thing long goneSo I pack my stuff and leave townand sigh as you shut me awayI won't talk if…

The Light The Dark

When the light is dim, all weak and frail It tells us the very outline, I hear Whether it's a man, a hound or a fly Someone who knocks to enter my lair But they say the brightness shows it all The colour the shade the love and hate The hound that stood, the man…

Relieved is a strange thing to say – you really don’t feel that.

I am sitting on the stairs at my Uncle's huge place. Feeling the light coming through the glass pane windows. I like it here. The damp smell, the empty house. Mom's out. Sometimes I wish she didn't have to do all the chores and I could do it for her but then.. we are two distant…

Now, but never again

It took a while to understand And a while to know The road I went on Was never mine to go It took a while to look And a while to see The person you just buried Was someone I used to be I went on this path With a flower held to heart The…