Category: P O E M S


5 o’clock Waker Blues

numb in mind beatless heart unpounds then whose is drumming in my ears? perhaps, the radio it is playing harps on blues since my eyes see no hues only words plus a goodnight kiss electric waker rang at five running out of coffee, i dived turning on my tv, i cried peace seems no menu […]

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Quietude Gratitude

a poet in front of cybercafe’s computer spreading legs, stretching muscles desperately trying to regain his youth his lost kisses, his absence of memories, his twilight-colored eyes, his drums inside his heart wind passes in vain can’t take away anything from him, the poet in front of cybercafe’s computer since he’s surendered his possessions to […]

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Small Creek in The Arid Season

this small creek flows the dry leaves away season is so dry this time, the arid land is dying from thirst whilst the small creek remains waterful perhaps from the spring of tears –what spring else survives this drought weather? dry leaves shattered themselves in the tear-salted water of the small creek flowing amidst the […]

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riverman’s memo

love adrifts along the current of illusions and dreams. hugs fall into open arms but mine. kisses bloom onto trembled lips but mine. when the current splits, where shall your heart lead? Please follow and like us:

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