Poems from jasleenrehsi
Old-fashioned bluster
The kind that made good men wince and clutch their hearts like canes
Treading on wires, over fire
Though burned,...
Once upon a morning bloom,
Marched on, a fool
A fool with heart
As any fool should rightly have.
Such heart, they said,
Could turn to...
It was always easy, putting up walls to watch them crumble to dust,
Acerbic cheese fragments of self-expression under
The guise of...