Category: poem

Why salt, of all things, were we called?Why not sugar, who is sweet upon the smallOr honey who is much more golden and warm,The kind that leaves no sting no harm? Salt can burn where wounds are raw,and highlights every flaw.But sugar fades when...

I watched as five were placed into his hands,and another two given, trusted to a pair.Then one was left, and it could barely standbeside the wealth that others proudly bear. ✦ He walked away, then hid it in the ground,perhaps he was scared, or...

Being young and fragileYearned all day to be vagileTied to a pole well-securedTrampled up and down to be lured.Am I alone, or does anyone careAll passers-by send me a glareUntil one day, I was caught by sightHis tender gaze sets in me a lightFelt...

I watched them fall like scattered rain,Faces all etched with pain.Guns were raised, and hearts were numbThe war played on like a broken drum. Smoke above, and blood below,and I kept asking, “What do we know?”Is this the end? Is this the way?To fight,...

Blessed be the Rock above,Who trains my hand with strength & love.He is my fortress, a help in the tide,My shield, my comfort, where I hide. Who am I that He should care?A breath, a shadow, just passing air?Yet He still willed to set...