Arid, dry, dustyThirst and empty river beds. Hands cup the air: rain. Photo courtesy of Thaliesin on Pixabay

So next time you judge Don’t hold a grudge Because what I view as beauty You write off as faulty

When will I be too old?To be left alone, out in the coldWith my naked words still unsold When will I be too old?To ...

A swift glimpse ofyour exquisite facemakes myheart race Eyes placed slightlyon your splendorand I calmlydrink you in Your smileallows my heartto beat with vigor ...

Can you love me?I feelI am fadingInto a void A voidConstantly opening wideTheir smiling jawsWith pinpointed teeth Each bite into my skinReminding me howFriendships ...

She dances among the starsCatching wishes and dreamsTucking them awayWithin her heart She voices those dreamsBuilding kingdoms andWonders of the worldCreating works of art ...

When spoken wordsBecome your demiseKnowingly express yourselfBy reducing the level ofConfusion withOpen communicationAllow confusionTo becomeConversationWhich guides you toConservationOf thoughts, feelings and emotionsThe process that ...

Within a lone and shining starIs the beginning of a new start A beacon of light from afarA new hope is rekindled Touching the ...

Speaking in earnestI search for a truthThis world I resideSeeking the proof To validate lifeHard to imagineDivisiveness fluent The error of passion My hearts ...

Soothing to my soulCalming to frenzied spiritI glide in water.Suspended, uplifted, IHover, leaving stress on land. Photo courtesy of Adina Voicu from Pixabay