Category: Poetry

I took a long walk one Sunday night. Down an alleyway illuminated only by the fog reflecting the Moon. The buildings were old and my heart was broken. My hands were shaking and my scarf was strangling. I didn't want to tear, out of fear that the cold streams would freeze and turn to daggers [...]

This one is for you For whoever you may or may not be Our hearts beat along to the same rhythm Perpetually swinging, flinging to and fro Sing to me a sweet new song Whisper to me so that we may delight In each others innocent touch That first day that our hands meet. I [...]

My heart is pump, pump pumping. As my head is going thumpity thump thump thump. Anxiety is getting anxiously obnoxious. EXHALE! wooof --    

This Mountain is crumbling It watches as its pieces crush Scurrying the masses follow Their own deeds to the depths   This Mountain is crumbling Killing those who stand in its way Years, Decades it will take ‘Til the heart of it can be seen   This Mountain is crumbling The boulders built to protect [...]

It starts in my belly. The wave builds momentum and strength. It rises slowly and steadily with growing power. It reaches my throat. I can't seem to swallow because of the immense force pushing upwards. My heart is bleeding a river and my mind, dreaming a typhoon. My eyes are drowning. My nose is leaking. [...]

Why is your heart breaking? What is it that has been done To leave you so distraught? Brother, how deep does it go? This pain of yours, will it continue to grow? Etched into flesh with a stone You are bleeding crimson tears. None of this can you bear alone! Be genuine, let the water [...]

To your Grace Lord: let it pour on down Heavier then the most fearsome typhoon Flood my life, my heart and every desire In Nature’s way let there be no remorse Consume my very being. Captivate my only soul I have no regret, take from me what is mine Strip down my pride and reveal [...]

This is another poem I wrote for class a few years back. It is an Italian Sonnet: Pavement crumbles and cracks The weather could be the reason Most likely from the winter season Our Town works hard, too bad it lacks Running up our tax Complaining might as well be an act of treason A [...]

This is a poem I wrote a few years back for a class. It is technically an English Sonnet: Indifference is a virtue An easy accomplishment Not caring, you can do it too Who says you need to vent? Apathy, such a glorious trait Ignoring and separating Emotions are just bait You say I am [...]