Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
I hope and i pray,
but that doesn't mean i believe
everything's going to be okay.




b.r.
Green and blue.
Each contorting into gruesome hues,
Only to dance,
With the thought of each other.
Creating,
Yellow.
Yellow like the eclipsed sun,
Yellow like the dying flower,
Yellow like the blood of Gods,
Ichor.
Random scribbles that I found in the worn out pages of my notebook. Still trying to make sense of it. And randomly smiling :)
Shane Linville has a propensity
to steal other poet's poetry
he claims them as his own property
which has an air of impropriety
using social media to let others know of his thievery
shall bring upon his name the mark of notoriety
there is not one once of decency
to Shane Linville's infamy
 Jun 2014 Johnny Huynh
amrutha
Crying for abstract reasons
Bewitched by a beautiful curse
I am aware of my insanity
The land of my artistic lunacy
My silence is an antidote
Something vital is missing in me
I could only tell this to a poet
Only he would feel what I mean
But this restlessness, I miss home
What is that noise?
Whose is that voice?
The endless music inside my head,
I need to know,
The answers lie within me
And I need to go.
"My soul is from elsewhere, I am sure of that, and I intend to end up here".
-Rumi.
When the sun turn cold,
and oxygen only breathes out,
mamas will cry "my seeds stopped blooming."

-Shahrukh Zamir
fortunate we are
to live in rural surrounds
we've no pollution
Mr Torbay was a shape shifter
the electorate were to find out
over his years of representing us
he shifted shape on two occasions
on his being elected  
to council
he wore the hat of a labor man
when he got elected
to a our state seat
the hat he had
upon his head
was that of an independent
as the geography
of the political landscape
did change
Mr Torbay also underwent
a shape shifting change
This piece is based on a true story.
Next page