“Why are you still here?”
Is the question she asked me the first time we met.
I was not fazed.
I was not hurt.
I felt nothing.
It is a question I ask myself at times.
I answered with a dry voice in a body that was so quite
It felt like I may be stone.
A stillness so fragile the slightest wind could shatter it.
“For years I’ve crept along life aimlessly,
A ghost with no voice.
Staring at the EXIT sign that follows me everywhere.
I want to go through
And yet my body is too stiff to move….  
I’m holding out on the idea that I may be wrong about the world.
About me.
As I so often am.”
And in the hollowness that poisons me,
I found a shimmer of hope that still resides in me.
A hope that I just may be wrong.

You don't even know you failed your spiritual test?
Treated me like one of your side projects –  left unfinished
You were surprised to find my self worth undiminished
You only devalued yourself and now your charade is finished
So take off on some other vision quest

You'll never even see how much you were blessed
Given so much more than you deserve
You could've had it all if you'd found the nerve
To keep the true course instead of swerve
Break promises and pretend you've done your best

Tore open my eyes and showed me you're no better than the rest
Just another coward claiming to be strong
And you proved to me that my heart was wrong
For my fire in your cold world cannot belong
You're not the hero I deserve and I won't settle for less!

​Everyday..every moment..every second that I breathe
I feel your breath come alive in me
Being with you makes my journey complete
You are the sweetest part of my journey
Without which I am no more me

When I love u
It is so untrue
Am I dreaming or...
Someone has really painted me blue.
Reflections from past are binding us
In a bond stronger than life.
You love me deep with all your heart
And give me emotions I was stranger to.
I am living a dream larger than life
Craving for you more and more each day.
You have become my need, my fantasy.
How to let go of you....
When it feels like home with you!!!

She spoke in riddles
You mumbled in tongues
Wore mad man made robes
Learning lines of deceit
Passing trays training social slaves
At least political prisoner know
Why they are locked up
Many of us don’t realized
We are imprisoned
She spoke with poetry
Saw things better than me
Clearer vision of reality
And when she shared these thoughts
You ****** her to death
Burned and buried her alive
Strange that in these barren sand
No monument stands
There are no markers
No mourners at her grave
No eulogy until now
My gift to the woman
My love and sorrow
She spoke the truth
Eyes bold fire so fierce
That you where blinded by her radiance
And in your drooling mania
You mindless mongering to maintain status quo
You become a murderer
She was not a witch
Just a wise old lady