A question I ask Me on a basis of daily...
(2013)
Your guess is as good as mine...!
And the title's spelling was done intentionally. Sometimes, words might need to be finagled in order to be fitting...
#HaikuSenryu
Violent sobs mark heavy shock of d… presented all too unreal. Forsaken by your dying breath and left to myself within dark con… of delusional denial to slowly dec…
A dreamer’s reality becomes an eve… Swimming through lost memories of… Only sheer determination of the tr… Can ignite the many passions it’s… For one to embark on such heroic a…
'U’'ndeniably mythological; creatu… 'N’'eeding not any proof, we just… 'I’'n dreams, in thoughts, and sto… 'C’'oloring imagination with feeli… 'O’'r perhaps in a long ago time;…
I have a friend named Faery, who thought her wings were scary. She never flew; thus never knew the joy of being carried.
Gentle waves of Hello Softly kissing the sparkly shore..… The wind sings Ancient songs of L… As the horizon whispers silent Pr… Sun warmly speaking of Truth and…
His eyes reveal infinity, Offering devotion. Love’s structural solidity, Held by raw emotion. While every smile sheds light of l…
Lying stillest of night with quest… Suspecting that darkness is hiding… Movement is certainly sensed more… Twisting in ways that warp the obs… My gaze, seeking blindly activity’…
Painfully ignorant, blind and indifferent; unwittingly, did I, trip beyond assumptions that abducted my balance and slipped upon an orphaned expectation of valiance. Unable to retract, ...
I’ve just been informed a device h… discovered that might accurately m… beauty’s genuity. An initial investigation reveals i… as its own internal driving force.
'0 - < - * - > o:)O(: o < - * - >… * . . * . . * . . * 'The’' 'Universe’' 'is’' 'made’'… 'The’' 'Earth’' 'of’' ‘air;’ 'We’' 'are’' 'simply’' 'tiny’' 'fi…
I awake as I’m walking down stair… Blinded by darkness, I reach for… But no light is found, I must bra… And trust that my eyes might gener… But even my eyes won’t offer assis…
Imagine if everyone could utilize the gifts they’ve been given from… The world would be plagued by wave… instead of the need for spilling b… Gifts bequeathed prior to birth
His gentle voice churns warm elect… Statically stimulating my atmosphe… Infusing flocks of fuzzy feelings, As I’m lifted toward the exospher… The truth he speaks from fiery lip…
Night after sullen night, I do this forlorn dance. Heart swaying to the beat Of soft, seductive chants. Dead desires arise,
My mother was a party-er, free-spirited, and wild. Then I came along, her first begotten child. She tried to be responsible,