Just like Pandora,
Opening my box won’t kill you.
Years should’ve proved that.
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My Box
23 Apr 2019 Leave a comment
in Poetry Tags: anger, attraction, box, change, choices, decisions, discovery, faith, fear, Freedom, haiku, happiness, heal, healing, heart, hope, integrity, life, live, love, man, me, Pandora, Pandora’s box, poem, poet, poetry, relationships, self discovery, self esteem, self worth, sex, sexuality, soul, strength, trust, truth, unconditional love, woman, women
Stellar Nursery
21 Nov 2015 Leave a comment
in Poetry Tags: astronomy, galaxy, God, haiku, life, love, nebula, physics, poem, poet, poetry, soul, star, stardust, stars, stellar nursery, universe
Peer into our soul,
The universe reside there!
We’re made of stardust.
Admissions (Commencer)
07 Oct 2015 Leave a comment
in Poetry Tags: dream, haiku, love, out of reach, poem, poet, poetry, soul, wake up
You were like a dream.
I found a beautiful soul
Always out of reach.
Ω
11 Jul 2015 Leave a comment
in Poetry Tags: choices, commit, end, haiku, hurt, letting go, love, poem, poetry, soul, truth
The things we don’t say
Eating away at our souls
Listen to the truth.
Untitled Poetry Time
29 Nov 2012 Leave a comment
(I don’t usually write poetry. Finals week and to much Carl Jung does odd things to a person’s psyche).
Tear from me this thing that grows in the center of my soul,
Because it was never you that resided in that place, but a piece of destruction.
And I’d rather a bit of nothing take up that space, then the illusion I’ve cultivated into you.
The They all say, in the end, Me will grow into that place,
The They all say, in the end, it will stop crying out in despair
And The They may be right, but until then it will still be filled with nothing….A place filled with nothing.
But I’d rather a bit of nothing take up that space, then the illusion I’ve cultivated… that’s you.
