He Left.

Weeping souls Singing ghouls White streets where demons stroll Kings and queens beg and crawl A fountain of hate Love was killed and hope arrived late Drink, pain’s create Greed swoops in and… Read More →

Birth

When reality gets cold Desperation is the marketplace where souls get sold Feeding on loneliness; nothing to hold Kneeling at the toes of tears; confidence folds. Chanting mantras of war Ten for each… Read More →

This Is Not A Poem 2

Sometimes it’s cool to let go of the structure, metaphors, similes, rhyme and rhythm and just let your soul speak – unfiltered. I lost my mum a month ago, she was my everything,… Read More →

My Dhamma

Life is quite the mystery Freedom’s stillborn tragedy A white box’s anarchy Where darkness exhales a black serenity.   Life is a red, pink and white balsam A scripture of mythical rules, broken… Read More →

A Summer Song

Winter brushes his white fingers on the slightly open wooden door. The bushman-brown door throws a creak into the air as it shifts positions. Winter lets its frozen air burn through the home.… Read More →

lord Graciously Hear Me.

My toes gave in to curiosity and peeped out of my flowing black gown They tasted the wooden floor and listened to the stories of travellers past. The black silk gown had ten… Read More →

Tears.

Their black army boots stamped down on brown flesh Leaving a legacy of the maze on their soles. The leather on their shoes housed acidic stories in their cracks. Where happiness was butchered… Read More →

Legalize Me.

Puff Every shackle gripping my mind, drops The past burns its present and flees The future drops its copper rusted jagged knife The present kneels at my feet. The clouds creep through my… Read More →

It Killed Him. They Call It Love.

Her red silhouette floated across the plain that was littered with gold armour, bruised limbs and broken hopes. The stench of victory assaulted her nose, while her tears carried the burden of loss.… Read More →

Drink With The Devil

My heartbeat galloped across the field of my imagination. A jealous GREEN field enclosed in the evil WHITE walls. Four WHITE walls that shut off the life of the beat, And the voice… Read More →