source Mother's teachings were to never fall to their knees in sorrow. Have the patience of the earth Stay steadfast like a tree Endure the cold and heat of the seasons Laugh like a Gulmohar Even in the

Feeding the wrong machine Anything that feels right And not expecting back What you want in return It all feels so wrong and more But I want to justify everything In ways that feels righteous But not do

source The river understands the language of a woman's body, which clings to it. This is normal for the river water A small bird knows the story of a woman's body diving into the river, turning into nectar

source The blind fishes lurking in the caves of do not pounce upon it, The taste of the salty sea water still clings to their gills, The history of thousands of years ago! That on the wings of the flying

This is my submission for the A Picture is worth more than a thousand words prompt IDIOSYNCRASY You see food, I see poison, You see culinary artwork, I see idol food. You're salivating, I want to throw

A painted smile A curated shield from the public space To hide the bruising that has tore my fragile skin Concealing all that burns within A scripted line upon a stage But in the dark awaits the predator

source I, a troubled man, I will tell you my sorrows when you speak of love to me when you touch my hands I will tell you my first problem At your loving consolation I will tell you the songs of my very

Standing in the midst of the sky, lighted and free flowing as the clouds but not quite, as I am nowhere around them. They are a barrier that needs uncovering. At some point we should let go as though brushed

Who is going to save us? That is the question from our corner. Where will our help come from? Many of us look up to the heavens, expecting help to descend from above. Yet nothing seems to happen. Does

source I will enhance spring one day with love Buds, shoots, leaves, and the spring breeze will burst forth from you Whenever the redness of the buds touches your face, you embrace them in your lap...

She's a foodie, And she is food Wrapped in a hoodie I uncover her hood And she discovers I am More of a foodie than She ever was I'm way worse But only when only she's on The menu. The men you See flocking

Some I hate, some I love the cherished ones, most atrocious together they've carved me hollow quandary a crutch, not a broken soul destitute and starved for witness lives within me, a veil of rot Photo

source On the backs of former lovers lying face down Soft grass grows Lovers standing on green carpets offer roses to their beloveds Former lovers rub their pupils With blurred vision, the ocean of water

source They were amazing who persevered they found different paths they believed in the existence of life they could not deceive they the concept of heaven after death they did not dream of any beauty

Picture Source English The glass is half full No grass is greener Than mine I know that I’m not perfect But I’m Still gonna shine Español El vaso está medio lleno Ninguna hierba es más verde Que el mío

source I searched for you in the winds but couldn't find you, I created a whirlwind, A storm came Even the cool breeze shivered, but I couldn't find you Not even in the water Not even in the thirst for

source If it were so easy to know what was in your mind, I wouldn't have to do so much When you were sitting with a heart of stone and I wanted to fetch my image on your mind In my mind, I had already

source I want to throw my sorrow away like I fluttered my thoughts in the wind without thinking that your gaze I want to arrange a layer around you I want to roll so that I can widen beautiful lines, I

An invisible visible A substance that only the heart sees Comprehended gibberish A nonsense sense in a word of facts and theories She lives high beyond understanding And dwell in the fountain where only

source O white burqa threads, Did the moon's mother choose you from the winds, or did the naked child and his mother, lying shivering on the earth? Or did the moon shrink from the earth's cold call? Did