Poems from cyngali
Speaking volumes
My head implodes
Living in a world that I call home
But is corrupt in all corners
We are surrounded
By grief and misery...
I’m anxious to start my life
I’m anxious to know what lies ahead of me
It’s a blank page
It’s a blank portrait
It’s a blank story
That is...
The candle lights flicker
On and off
On and off
They create misleading shadows
That warp my mind,
That suck every happy memory
Every...
I come from rice and beans
The food of my people
Savory
Rich
And comforting
I come from dirt floors
The background of my parents...
I hurt him.
My first love.
I fell hard.
I forgot.
I erased.
I escaped.
I yearned.
I fought.
I resisted.
I regret.
I got hurt.
I hurt him.