Insatiable

She imagines amid the dark clouds that hover on her mountains of sorrow to be a beauty, not the beholder   Her agony rains, and downpours in cold seas and cutting waves And drops a drought in her soul   There’s a nectar that flows in a stream nearby and leaves her eternally thirsty   She…

Hosanna!

I A song from a distant radio Unveils a time gone by Or words woven tastefully Unlock an old key of memories A brooding violin sings Unbuttons the bosom of sorrow A slight touch on the fret Undresses a wound forgotten II I hear a prelude every morn When the breeze plays A bird then…

Feel what I feel?

Emotion is like a double-edged sword, you bleed as much as you rejoice. And often you get drenched in a downpour of your own choice.   Feeling is like a bird that sings songs of love and war It sits on the pavement of your heart and echoes deep and far.   Sensation is like…