When will you purge the past that cultivates and nurtures deadly mold?
Tag: writing
Silent Wishes
Staring at ghosts through a phantom window
Unwilling to turn away
Allowing the air to be taken from room
The Antidote
Watching with a tilted head
Wanting what it can never feel
Cowering as it festers on boils of disdain
Penetrating light burns it decaying flesh
A shield infused with Love and Kindness
Illusion
Which world is the illusion?
Nocturnal
Tinkling glass
As a campfire burns
Tragic Poetry
I found an answer hidden on a hillside
Apart from new stones telling the same story
Tranquility
Fragrant steam rises
Palms cradle a porcelain bowl
Wind Chimes
Music tingles across the skin
Yearn
Boughs of waving arms
Welcome me home
Timeless
Giving birth to what never fully died