A young youth
who'd family raised
as the divers of the sea

I was the first child
and daughter came forth
to these water elementals

Upon life
by my dearest
home sided
the vast ocean

I grew up
staying on
an asian island

where by
the oriental cloth
upon my skin,

cooling breeze
were always around
for the kites and eagles
to soar afar wide
above the ocean

even the villagers
used to have called
little me, their merchild

as I was always excited
to wake up by dawn
swimming in the ocean

after awakening
of my family
in their
sweet dreams

till the day ends
came forth the sunset

as I swam
few strokes left
to do, I was
always the last
of the children
to walk back
on the earth land

wave my goodbyes
I did, to the beautiful
sunset down
as for the moonlight
to shine on the
ocean's floor

later, after dinner
and some stories
from my loved ones
all rested with
hard work and
sweetest dreams

I walk over to
window and prayed
to make a wish
to the skies and
the ocean

that I was sure
I had finally
found of
my first love,
and he was the ocean

He found a boundless sea inside  a diamond,
she keeps close to her soul, love pulsates in that ruby precious.
She wears an all -knowing smile, so ravishing,
when he gazes in to it, through her clear blue eyes.

He has seen memories that  quietly rest in her hive,
come searching for him, honeybees seeking the drops,
sweetness of the past inebriating at any time later.


We are wishes perennial of the people of yore,
who never ceased to love us
even after leaving the earth, for realms higher
echoes we are, from labyrinths of time
relayed from the timeless realm,
that appears after counting every universe existing there.

Dark floats out into the silence
Crashing on the banks of Prometheus's wings
Opening a velvet-silk curtain.
To a fabric of shadowed stars
Cloudy fingers sew it clean
While invisible hands stitch pearls back in.
A ghost flits on the hallway stair
Reaching for the last shafts of sun
Tumbling off a silent dream
Blind as black with a lullaby hum
Filling the gaps in an empty line
Somewhere between dusk and dawn.

The golden tinge of sun pierced the cloud
But the mangrove held onto its dark cloak
She hid somewhere between the light and shadow
When from one irresistible daze I awoke.

Unbeknownst flamed up the rocks salt white
Dry since the waves receded beyond the *******
A cold loneliness crept up in the spell broken light
As if eons had passed without the sight of her.

Then one seagull’s spriteful fish dream shriek
Motioned me up from the vacuous stupor
Buzzed each sand grain all years’ unborn speak
Was to be seized this moment and tell her.

The wind having carried the voice of her name
Spread it across the mangrove and far
From the receding waves rose a rising flame
When in her hug beneath an acacia I found her.

i want to liberate your heart
from the birdcage of your ribs
and squeeze it into cool red stillness in my hand,
juice it and drink it down
straight, since you always mocked me when i asked for cream and sugar.

i want to **** the marrow from your bones
and drink the breath from your lungs like
helium from last week's balloons,
cheap party trick.
i want to leave you aching and empty,
with bruised spaces too expansive and raw
for small hands to fill.

i want to lock you up and leave you with your shrieking demons,
the ones i tried to coax from you with ****** lips and gentle hands
the night you told me you fantasized about
my lifeless body draped across your shoulders
like the nemean lion.

i will chew you up and
spit you out and
send your bones to hades.

Dear Bully**
You can not push me down
I am powerful
You will not make me fall
I am capable
You will not change my mind
because I am unchangeble
Unshakable
Relatable
Belivable
I believe in the Bible
NO POWER FORMED AGAINST ME SHALL PROSPER
I will move past her
I will survive
thrive
and no one has pushed me down to this day
I always make a way
and you cant tell me who I am
For goodness sakes
I know who I am
and I am great

I fear death,
like a fish fears drowning.
Our veins are only blue because,
we're slowly suffocating,
from the inside out.
Our bones will one day shatter
under the force of gravity,
and we will one day never open our eyes,
to the hell that fools call paradise.

We all die someday.

Many say not a day too soon.
Fate is what it's meant to be.
Unpredictable, unstoppable.
It's no way linked to the
marionettes of time.
Time is a fable that we have made up,
in order for our minds to stabilize
in an otherwise maddening cycle,
where we face the world,
and wish we didn't have to.

Someday, it will all end.

We'll no longer be trapped
in a game of thrones over everything unnecessary.
Competition lies in everything we've come to know.
But when death is on our doorstep,
the end of time on our minds,
Time will stop.
We will listen to the sweet lullaby that is blackness,

And it will be over.