They told me you’ll be there if I looked intently…deeply…don’t be fooled by the shiny surface, they warned…do […]
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On a misty Sunday morning, I walk in to my balcony, yawning and greeting the day with a […]
The Husband That fat pig! And then they would blame me for being on the booze every day. […]
The fingers played gracefully on the keys. My eyes rolled following the clicks. Porcelain, long fingers, extended by […]
A Race I’m always late! Green like her eyes … no, they are lighter: greyish a bit. I […]
“Yasser … Yasser!” The voice came from the deep well as I’m trying to conquer the darkness to […]
I liked the way you’d pull my hand under your skirt under restaurant tables,
The way you smelled when you were turned on…
I am tired.
No.
I am destroyed.
From the pain of losing the one…
A world so grey
The word ‘enigmatic’
A powerful ray
A shade of amethyst
but duller.
It hurts to look
and the hand quivers at the touch.
You wake up on a grey floor, in a large dome-shaped room so spherical it seems unnatural. The room is empty except for a large pipe that protrudes out of the wall…
John, Paul and George shot from triangular positions. John’s went astray; however the other two rocks hit the small head perfectly…
I heard the thunder,
I saw the lightning,
When my eyes locked with yours
I swear the universe exploded for a second.
Paul’s striking poem needs to be read twice, from top to bottom and then bottom to top.
I saw a doctor over a year ago to find out what my problem was. He was a skinny, yet round faced man who seemed annoyed that I had the audacity to interrupt his Facebook hour…
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