The plucked flower: A series of poems

A few days ago, I came across a photo on tumblr, I sent it to some of my friends asking them what they think the picture means and surprisingly, all of them had different answers. I was wowed away. Based on the responses, I wrote a series of poems, based on the same picture, looked … Continue reading The plucked flower: A series of poems

Sunrise; Photogenic Friday#14

Sunsets are for the romantics, for the idealists and the believers. for those fond of the calm, those who’ve been sheltered, who’ve never had to weather a storm. but sunrises, sunrises are for the survivors, for the ones who’ve weathered storms, the ones left standing after the hell of a night in the er, the … Continue reading Sunrise; Photogenic Friday#14

With you

Sometimes you gotta bleed to know, that you are alive and have a soul And I have to keep walking to keep me from falling down The world could change it's heart No scars to your beautiful We're stars and we're beautiful Too young to know And too old to admit The worst things in … Continue reading With you