The rice laid on the mat,
While it dried under the sun.
I sat on my father’s lap,
as I read from book of John.
My sister played nearby

by: Imrogue
She succumbed to the roughest touc
over and over again...
She was aware, but remained still.
overwhelmed with repulsion...

Checkered pieces of land
can be seen from above...
million puzzles: pieces in green,
red and brown flats,
stitched together

Words radiated with intensity,
With great ardor for poetry...
Faced with sorrow and agony,
He poured his soul incessantly.
He spoke about his troubled heart;

You carved your words
into my heart—
You may release
the dagger now

I walked the blackened sand beach
of what gave me comfort and sorrow
Yesterday, the tide was high,
and now it has subsided...
Seaweeds and seashells

I dance with Rumi tonight
Under the blood moonlight
When the earth casts its shadow
To the moon above, I rid my sorro
We talk about an ancient lore...

Warm days of summer brought rain f
Wet shirts and trousers hanging at
Wild and boisterous laughters hear
Warm smiles of children at play...
Wet and sweaty faces on display...

I walked through the threshold of
In that place, sanity became obsol
I walked the path and hardly disce
The theatrical web’s pantomime’s d
I felt the angsts in chaos like bl

The caveat is expanding
chasm in the mountain—
where raging lava
forging through
to freedom.