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Abstract is my Art: a Poem

Subscribe to my newsletter: http://bit.ly/gn Abstract is my Art It all started withThe grainy sound ofA fine tip pen on construction paper. It reminded me ofWhen as a childI would write with my fountain pen on a blotting paper. In chaotic times,drawing the linesbrings me solace. Abstract is my ArtI mimic life’s intricacyYet keep it simple,ItContinue reading “Abstract is my Art: a Poem”

#ForAllIntentsAndPurposes

I am thrilled by the thought Of getting closer To You Even tho #ForAllIntentsAndPurposes Distance is best I am thrilled by the thought Of addressing You Even tho #ForAllIntentsAndPurposes Silence is best I am thrilled by the thought Of sharing fluids With You Even tho #ForAllIntentsAndPurposes Virtuality is best I am thrilled By early morningContinue reading “#ForAllIntentsAndPurposes”

The Sky

Versatile is the Sky Reflecting my inner desires Varies in shade and intensity According if it is noon or midnight The Night’s passionate indigo Expects the bright embrace of the pink morning light Unless the stormy clouds Start their impetuous fight Temporarily, that is Cause we all know that in the end It will alwaysContinue reading “The Sky”

#OnGrowing

Did we grew apart Or never were aligned? Were we ever asking the right questions? Attempting to ascertain causes For future references. I can’t afford emotionally taxing relationships no more and won’t subject myself to unnecessary burden I now value my time, health and soul too much to stretch anymore of it I regret IContinue reading “#OnGrowing”

#ImHere

I used to be fearless But somehow, somewhere Things changed It took a while to heal It took a while but still- #ImHere Praise the little redheaded girl who pushed me – and I pushed her back: harder, to the floor – all because she was challenging my intellect. I knew how to spell “Oignon”!Continue reading “#ImHere”

#Catharsis

  Magic occurs when you stop judging yourself, When you allow your flaws to be seen Vulnerability to exist. Shame will hinder Everything. Paralyze you to your core, Cut the grass under your feet: Don’t let it have the last word. I was born Free-Spirited But that spirit was stolen by boundaries and conventions. IContinue reading “#Catharsis”