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MY MOM

MY MOM THIS IS A THANKS TO MY MOM FOR ALL OF HER DEEDS  you are my life,my soul,my mom You were happy in world when I come You were the first word when I got pain You showed me the right way to use my brain. You are the the one who taughtme about life How not to fight and what is right You are the one who cares for me You are the eyes who help me to see You know about what is best You worked hard and gave me rest Thank you mom....... For the guidance you have For giving me a safe place where i have grown For teaching me how to strive Because of your love..... I will survive..

RISE FROM THE DARKNESS

RISE OF THE SUN A complete darkness making me blind, There was all around darkness Behind the darkness there was hope, A song of birds come to my ear Hazy visions clears the path, A hope was before me  Out of some air, A ray falls in front of me  The thought of fear was gone, Flowers started to grow  But, still here's an- Mistake After some time all happiness would be gone only we would be in the new END!

COMING NIGHTMARES

                        My NIGHTMARE                 My nightmare is too sinister                 I really shouldn’t share            Do you see my hands trembling?                 death is hanging in the air                 I won’t’ survive the night               if this story makes the page                 I hope you realize my peril             if the monster escapes its cage             Do you hear the chains breaking?           The metal bars have been breached                 I kn...

First the WIND

Wind That it shudders through and presages an untimely end, that it transforms the night’s body and leaves us breathless and wanting, petals strewn about, messenger and message in one, corporeal hosts entwined, that it moves, that it blends, that it withdraws and returns without remorse, without forethought, that it increases, expands, subtracts, renders, imposes and releases in one quick breath, saying I cannot feel but I touch, I cannot feel * * * “Wind” first appeared in Blue Hour Magazine and is included in my first chapbook, If Your Matter Could Reform.