Poems from Greying Skies
Noise is inevitably inaudible
over the silence
lingering over the time
and trees, bare with teeth,
not leaves.
The sky buries depth...
Where audacity lacks in color,
a perpetual sense of shyness
courts vagueness
ordering the arrangement
of nondescript patterns and...
I can be inexplicably angry
and I believe this is not
the way to heal
open wounds.
The same volatile trigger
resides and may always...
I coerced my words from the dormant soul residing within me.And through that lucid window, I could see a flame swaying aboutthe winds of...
To be free.
To live as those others live,
with smiles plastered crookedly on all of our familiar faces
visions
of happiness and hope that...