Stillness come, Stillness stay
Stillness come, stillness stay, a little longer, till day sets for day. Anxious this night, pretentious this roleplay, thought I was rock, but I am soft like clay. Fairness, freedom, just words to which we...
The Freedom Paradox
Once I met a sage, Ripened with age, “What is freedom?” I asked. He simply laughed. “It’s a word,” he said, “maybe a feeling at best, That fills mankind with emotions of zest. And it’s...
The Dinner
Yesterday, I drove to the Mall of Morals, Not that I’m a sinner. It’s the best grocery store in town, and I had friends coming home for dinner. I had promised I’d cook their favorite...
The Plastic Bag
Ever since I was born, I was passed on. From the factory to the wholesaler, To the retailer to the customer. The customer found me handy, He carried fruits and candy. He trusted me...
An Unread Poem
I was not calligraphed on a page, Nor performed on a stage, Never shared between lovers, Never slipped between covers. Never rehearsed in a class, Never sung at a Sunday Mass, Never acknowledged, never praised;...