Month: February 2018

Even in Winter

How can you think that I have forgotten Thee? Trees are all I see, The sun keeps watching me; Over the clouds, smiling and hovering How can you think I have forgotten thee? When in winter, I feel you closer? Underneath the clouds, You cannot be found, And I left, bereft, So many words unsaid. ….  Read More

Burned (In the midst of winter)

You can never go far, chasing a star. It burns you, tears you apart. If you are lucky, you can make some art.  Yet a star feels harsh on the skin, it sears from within. Never let your eyes stare, at its glare, lest you have enough air, to breathe and live. For the light ….  Read More