Poeticles

Them, myself

Seclusion leads to wonder
Forgetting the sound of my voice,
As speaking loses purpose
And observation becomes my only drive.
A square with benches surrounded by trees
Pebbles clattering as kids would climb on
The mighty statue of an ancient … CONTINUE READING »

Khrōma

Upside down
No one would like to admit,
Upside down
Is how the awkward things
Appear.
No use in contradicting
Conventional ideas
Of fearing individuals
Demanding constancy.
Strange thoughts and senses
Only serve the purpose
Of gossip, judgement, derision
And … CONTINUE READING »

Grounds for impeachment

The soldier fell in love,
Married a lady previously wed.
She ignored she was still,
Until her first husband dragged her
To court. ‘Adultery!’
Cried the crowd awaiting
The final divorce,
For a happy ever after
Seventh President of the … CONTINUE READING »

Air in a bottle

It once belonged to imagination
Science-fiction novels
Apocalyptic movies
Scary jokes,
Our worst nightmares.
It once was free for all,
No one being could claim
Property over the volatile
Substance.
No one being would dare,
Fearing the rise of horror… CONTINUE READING »

Sight hearing smell

Senses alert, sight hearing smell,
Taste and touch to sympathise
And comprehend.
Conventional smiles, manifestations,
Motionless rebellions, endless
Laments, for overbearing
Bosses, small apartments, high rents.
Traffic jams, five weeks to rest,
Airlines mess, train fares, fines,
Political stagnation, dragging… CONTINUE READING »

Best Friend

I can’t remember the first
Time I saw her
Big brown eyes and curly
Frizzy hair.
I immediately had a gut
Feeling, that I never could have
Bonded with her.
Everyone liked her though
She was not a popular girl,… CONTINUE READING »

Rings we never wore

You possessed outstanding
Imagination, I felt
Feelings, you could barely
Comprehend.
Reality blinded you
With rage, events made you
Ponder, after lashing me
With carefully chosen
Hurtful words.
The higher your pitch
The graver my muteness,
Mental disorder provoking
Unsounded … CONTINUE READING »

The curl before my eye

Every morning is the same,
I inevitably wake up
With a smile, always mine.
It reminds me of who I am,
Where I’ve been.
The dimples my father loved so
No one sees, except me,
Voluntarily secluded
For them not … CONTINUE READING »

Movement of the people

Humanity roams, since its dawn
To better places, new homes.
Lands of prosperity to nurture bodies
Where fresh waters flow
Fruits and vegetables grow
Meats run wild.
Movement of the people, exodus
Out of Africa, no imaginary lines
Creating inexistent … CONTINUE READING »

Freedom of speech

You can meet Jesus in a pub
See him getting drunk
On wine with his flock,
Crucify Brian in his place
As he turns away his face
On crusades and wars carried out in his name.
You can sit a … CONTINUE READING »