Writing To Me

When you are big and grown
‘Tis better to cry alone.

So I cry when I am all alone 
Till the tears are done and worn.

Then I write poetry and feel better
It’s like me writing to me , a letter.

The words I write lessen my pain 
My soul’s peace I attain.

Poetry fills the void in my heart
It’s like offloading an emotional cart.

That’s the way I handle my pain
With poetry, my quintessence sustain. 

Eighth April Haiku

Between heartbeats:

The legitimacy

Of violence .

Unsubdued

My love for you is there to stay 
It drenches me all through the day.

I loved you long before you loved me 
Loving you just came to me so easy.

I loved you all through the years
I hold you in my heart like a souvenir.

You bring the stars out in the nights’ hours
I pluck them, wear them in my hair like flowers.

My love for you will never fade
Forever on my mind, when I sleep, when I wake.

I stain my page with your name 
I dream of you, my dream you became.

I can go on in this poem about you 
Because this is a love I cannot subdue. 

My Muse Doesn’t Speak To Me Anymore

Your silence 
Spills into
My poetry

Sleepless~
Wandering in my dreams 
Without poetry 



#writers block