Monday, August 29, 2011


This cool shade beacons me on a sunny day
Giving shelter from the sun
The pain of the blisters unbearable
A little rest for the sole
Hunger and thirst wrench the stomach
The throat feels like parchment
You are the mirage
Followed I you like a lost traveler in sand
How much I need to endure to find you
The thirst, the hunger, the blisters, the sun
I can't fight anymore
Let me rest and built my abode
In this shade

Saturday, August 13, 2011

She Loved A Wrong Man

She loved a wrong man
Who wanted to marry her
Who wanted to take her everywhere
Who wanted the best for her
The man who wanted her

She loved a wrong man
Who waited for her
Who heard her
Who fed her
The man who hugged her

She loved a wrong man
Who walked with her
Who listened to her
Who comforted her
The man who loved her

Friday, August 12, 2011

Last Ray Of Hope

I woke up to the noise of chirping birds
It was unusual as I am used to my alarm
Dragging myself to the window
I saw the morning sun
The night was difficult
The fiend ripped my heart out
I breathed deeply to fill my lungs
And feel alive
At distance I heard someone wail
Maybe she lost someone
While I was left to die
Let me loose myself in the pain
And catch that last ray of hope