Inner Self

The burning man is everyman.
The child within contained.
The shell we see, a fantasy
...

The invisible one walks around,
unseen, nowhere to be found.
Other people laugh and play,...

Why do I feel the need these days to stretch my imagination ?.. in this latest fad of mine, my poetry...

I kiss
the ink
As it creates
the literary
Sky

Imagery
Molded...

Listen to yourself coz you are probably right, when you are in a pickle and your in a plight..give abit of...

My thoughts, ancillary to my mind's bidding
This ineffable state, in conference with the universal...

Me and you are staying home today doing absolutely nothing!! I don’t care that you want to drive to the...

I looked in the mirror and thought this is me
I am no other person that really is plain to see...

Odd this melting face
waterfalling between orchid feasting fingers
into scrimmaged arms...

Inspired by the beautiful poem “Soundless”, by Silkseduction

In the silence of my inner self...

When she was low
She was
Ceased
She was not herself
Wished to be somebody else...

I close the curtains, lock the door.
But that's just locking in the war.
Living live without...

It is so easy
for humans
to judge

The religious
do it
as they think...

Plastic crypt
your silver foil lids raised
in polite goodbyes
each empty coffin...

The fire that warms, it can also burn,
Direction of flames, they can quickly turn,
Their...

I know you cannot see me
tho I am always by your side
living inside your knowledge
...

People have never existed
Whatever you think of them is in your head
You’re matter
You...