As we sat in the dark, Under the distant light Of streetlamps and dim stars, He dealt a round of cards On our table of synthetic grass. It was a little strange, Playing a game of poker With people I’d least expect, But it was a small joy. My skin tingled a little Underneath theContinue reading “Texas Hold’em”
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Sleeping Potions
Sitting under a small chandelier, I see visions of tea parties Non-existent to the naked eye, But to the visionaries, they see new Worlds of pure ecstasy. I may be a little distant from reality Because of mood-lifting potions, Toxic to the soul, But I find joy in unusual states – Is that why peopleContinue reading “Sleeping Potions”
City Rain
I see clusters of umbrellas in the distance And heads ducking under frantic hands As if to hide from the falling mist. They come in waves and wait at traffic lights, Watching cars pass by and neon lights glow. The rush of necessity drives them forward – They walk briskly, their legs sprayed by dropletsContinue reading “City Rain”
Tomorrow I Will Fly
Tonight, I found myself in the company Of old friends at different life stages, Making conversation as if we were never apart Or separated by different callings; Rarely do we ever see each other and Remind ourselves of the bond we share, Or the time we had Wondering where tomorrow takes us. I hear theirContinue reading “Tomorrow I Will Fly”
Nothing New
Just a little more, I fret, Of a treasure always sought; time – Elevating my need to start Living once more. Tomorrow I shall try something else, Hark, it is merely a trap And nothing that will bring you joy – Nothing but faithful reassurance, yet, Karma they cry. You patronise me about my wayContinue reading “Nothing New”
On Pointe
She stepped into the room Of mirrors and barres, Remembering the smell of hard work And the sight of ugly injuries. Her legs unresponsive to the call,Still she soared into uncertainty – Another fall perchance, or A leap into new confidence? — Two years. Not a day went by without the thought of you; TheContinue reading “On Pointe”
Join Us
Enamoured by the dazzling lights, I walked into the tent and saw a realm of wonder. Macho men and women with tiny waists stood on scattered podiums, captivating curious onlookers. Many of these onlookers were women who wore a classic red lip, dresses which brought out their figure, and feathered scarves, all while donning menContinue reading “Join Us”
A Cry for Help
If you asked me what I see When I look at you, I’d stifle an awkward smile And cast downward eyes. A little boy, Lost amongst the trees, In a forest of anguish And expectation. The temptation you So desperately crave Could never quite reach Anyone’s ears. You ask me again, You, aContinue reading “A Cry for Help”
Placeholder
In the place of a loved memory lives another photo. She picked up the small photo frame that once sat on her windowsill; it belonged in front of a flowerbed of lavender, rosemary and honey bees. She gazed at the photo lovingly, but expressed a hint of melancholy in her smile. It was merely anContinue reading “Placeholder”
Drifter
She is like a fire in a storm, Her flame is small but burns With desire for more than this – Whatever this is. Is there anybody out there? Faces welcome her to join in And play with new personas, But they always say goodbye And never say hello. She moves from person to person,Continue reading “Drifter”
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