Brevity

twas the bright idea of zee missus aye air
and dedicate this poem
(yes tis correct, if you...

If the beauty is in never knowing, how will we ever understand?

Is it stubborn of me, to accept...

Thoughts mould together like earth and water
Fingers, almost stitch the hands to each other...

Searching...
in earnest...
for my sweet little girl,
more precious to me than a new-...

specified such so as to issue a rhyme,
but proceed as this scribe
doth git linkedin with the...

Some expressions have no dependence for words,
Some words are left lonely finding no expression,...

Not even a drift of a thought about suicide ever does occur but
The desire to simply pass away,...

Absolutely empty the eyes, not even sleep to be found,
A desert of piercing sandy moments without...

It burns and stings on its whims, unwarning old salt,
Arid sleepless eyes now no longer close but...

Words thought, ground and wrung into the consciousness,
For impulsive emotions to find expression...

My head resting restless, half asleep in the lap of prescriptions,
In the haze I grab my pen,...

What's the language of the rain's song, what do her words mean?
I understand it all; but if one...

The past keeps kicking, the spirit just might brim over,
Consciousness however, is bereft of every...

Draught rains mercilessly over this barren heart,
Eyes're singed over and over with burning floods...

Stifling, simmering, grappling made it all boil over,
The dream of many nights' become an open...

Smouldering ghosts of the darkness past,
Or that tear steeped spirit of the bygone,

...

Sitting besides me for long she'd dozed off on my shoulder,
Then with a start had awakened too, but...