
The secret of life? Living it.
Continue reading “The Secret of Life (a 6-word story)”I saw you in the rain
The hazed lonesome night
There was sweetness in the pain
Lost in the city lights
I imagined what could’ve been
Had we not torn apart so brutally
I don’t know where to begin
To tell you my secrets truthfully
Outside the cold dream-realm
There’s a town on the outskirts
Where we have all felt
Compelled to take a stand
Against the demons within ourselves
We banged the gates down
We made impossible demands
And we were left stranded
In the cold dream-realm lands
The eyes of hatred pierce my soul
Daggers to my side
Sliding ever so slightly into my lungs
I can’t breathe yet I can’t let you see me cry
Meet me in the dark
We have much to discuss
We’ll topple the patriarch
This society is so unjust
Meet me in the dark
I’ve been waiting so long
Is there still a spark?
Is your love for me gone?
spiritual growth – i used to be preoccupied with it
maybe i still am, fixated on flaws
all the ways i fall short of a standard
even saint francis couldn’t meet
on the streets, i’m incited by insights
from preachers who peddle notions
of salvation & give me holy books
i peruse by glow of lava lamps
in the comfort of compounds
where i keep my secrets
& share my miseries
(Photo by Mark Fletcher-Brown on Unsplash)
be careful, son
don’t delve into
too much mystery
it’ll consume you
pray to yellow moons
inky-black skies
howling wolves
green wilderness
cycles of rebirth
summer turns to autumn
the land sustains us
be careful, son
& brave
(Photo by Izabelle Acheson on Unsplash)
I heard those seductive voices in darkness
not the ones you think
they weren’t from lipsticked-maidens
call girls nestled in hotel sheets
the voices were calls of
violence, conspiracy
they called not from red-light districts
but corners of the online world
they promised secrets of
the way the world worked –
I said no thank you, sir
your secrets are safe with me
but I won’t agree
to be part & parcel
to your devious proposals.