//=time() ?>
Whining is my saviour
It represents my body
Saves my fragile act from
all sharp edges
Now you know why my
bones aren't blue
That's how I arrived to
the present
But ahead seems a blur
I am a con artist moving
towards the beginning
of the end
Always backwards.
#poetry
There's a unicorn in the sky
Right below the lonely star
Look quick, it might become
a rat or a million other things
Not belonging in my heart
I like a good laugh
I adore crying too
My face isn't plastic yet
I can do both
I am not guilty of being human
Not today at least.
Memories, so many
Buried in the Blur of time
Concealed in a playground
Where I & my sister planted
A mango seed in hope of
Bisque summers,
Now January till December
Have dissolved into one,
We live unaware in our heads
Cherishing what's lost in a
Blur - a sweet reminiscence.
@_adamstarr It could be a start of
The flaming Adam with
An earthly eve,
A new page is about to
Be written on the face of
Old souls,
It could be the start of
A brand new world❤️💙
The cosmos cried like
A little child, Tears messing
his ironed Blue shirt,
Buttoned till his throat
Choking his voice,
Scared by the galloping rides,
Lost in the carnival,
Then came the calming breeze
to unite him with the serene
sound of flute in the hands of divine.
#poem
The grey pieces of what we called
home gathered the shreds,
To be the darkest rock spitting
fumes and ashes,
Yet you stood tall with a flawed
waist,
To bloom like an eastern redbud,
To caste shame back
into the hollow black❤️💙
#poetry