Love just once, my son
Please! I beg you,
love just once
Continue reading Love Just OnceThe Prophet and the Devil
Tired of walking down,
the cold and dark alley of pain
Treading the pathway,
leading to no loss no real gain
He stops to take a tired breath;
and has an epiphany
Continue reading The Prophet and the Devil
Beyond the Edge of Storm
In the present,
in this very moment;
there is a white shell,
of lonely existence
Within that shell,
your soul breaths;
and your inner self resides
The Ugly Face of Happiness
Happiness is a wretched prostitute;
in fancy clothes and a painted face
Her seduction is old… oh so very old;
but it tastes fresh on the lips of desire
THE DARKNESS WITHIN
I want a knife;
the sharpest,
of all the knives in the world
The knife with an ivory grip;
and a gleaming edge;
engraved with obscure ruins
