Poems from tokii
I stood there in the quiet
accompanied by the swirling Zephyros
A still voice piercing, emanating, delving
And my brows furrowed, face...
Marble halls echo the dirge
Mournful walls lament
There’s wailing atop the cascade of stone
the descending slabs, the threshing floor
there...
Hello,
My name is broken
A heap of letters left on a tattered floor
Shards of my identity, opaque from the settling dust
Hello,
My name...
Adulthood snuck up on me, deceived me
Oh, she’s a sly one
She flirted with me for a time, dangling her alluring maturity and ravishing...
all artists have their muse
whether brush strokes vainly glorify nature’s selfless beauty
or a penciled world depicts a conceited and...