A girl of like eleven,
Seemed so fragile for the nature's cycle.
She wasn't yet as tall as she wanted to be,
Things like getting bigger ***** and better *****,
Took her to heaven.
And made her happy...

A girl of like eleven,
Seemed so young for the nature's cycle,
She wasn't yet told about any ****** cycle related thing,
Good touch and bad touch, for her had been everything..
And about anything more she knew nothing...


She kept weeping and repeating,
" I didn't get a wound, but its bleeding "
When truth infront of her did lay,
She wondered about the number of days it would stay!
And repeated the thing again,
" You serious, every month the same pain? "


Entire family cherished, and took care of the little princess with ' eggs'
And the girl still did lay confused, with if kids are born from the tummy,
What has it got to do with the hole in  legs?

Layers of steamy pick ups,
rejoined a staggering crowd
behind the bar,
(who put that thought there?)
I partitioned that wall
for me to bump into,
as if it weren't there
just moments ago.

A shifting maze,
my mind,
it's labyrinth
ever changing,
rearranging,
scratching the interior
of my scull,
fingernails on chalk board
grind stone
against stone,
making my teeth
ache
until I,
I pull them one by one,
like red angry children
lined up for you.

I offer them to you,
without their fleshly clothes,
roots showing as a forest
of ivory trees,
wearing true colors
on bare bleached sleeve.

Millions of thiny,shiny
lights illuminate this town.
the air smells of snow.
Preparations for christmas
are seen in windows.
My heart feels very cold.
I am walking in this windy
town far away from home.
with hands  in my pockets
in a place where i am
          alone.

If you hear me whisper and wonder what I'm saying?
Listen to this.
I love you.

If you see me writing immensely.
Listen to this.
I adore you.

Oh, why be a shame to speak my truth?
When my love for you is living proof.

So listen to this.
You're the light to my path to you.
All words said or spoken is directed toward you with affection.

Believe this.
We on a personal journey love affair

I woke up one day
And wanted to say
To all those whom I love
How they lifted me above
All that shame, all that hate
I'm still a kid learning to behave.
With so much love inside I still manage to be selfish,
I have a broken heart that needs to be replenished.
I dread my mistakes and those that others made towards me
I fight to be stronger and regain faith.
I have so much light around me,
my family and friends contributed to it;
and yet I still visit the darkness
transcending pain into emptiness.
To be nice they call me sensible
Truth is I am a coward.
I now see what I should praise
I now feel what I have to offer
I now look at myself and see potential.
I can resist life's mist and feel bliss
In darkness, in struggles and storms
I will lift my sword and grab the evil by its horns!