Eternal Paradise

All people know the storyOf the great fall;Adam and Eve were expelledFrom their first homelandEden, the dream of every human being. Is it really a fall?It is. But did it matter to Adam?Did he lose his Paradise? If so, what is Eve to him? A property or a partner? He did not abandon her. And she was always there. I

Valediction to Weeping

Fallen, struck, never do I sleep, Insomnia eats my brain cells. Where’er I go I wonder deep To lakes, gardens and mountains steep My scattered thoughts which I keep. Still the journey is dangerous, Still I cannot lie in peace. My mental health is treacherous Panic attacks do not seize. Yet in those times I

The Malleable Stone

I failed once when first appear’d In thy life. To truly love thee and express, In fair disposition, thy heart, and quarrel The indisputable circumstances Of the world. ‘Twas so unexpected To be drawn toward an end, that is, Can sorrow all that love kill? ‘Tis unnatural that your heart, at once, Be altered to

The Divine Lesson (A Valediction)

For this time, in this night Only now I realized: That holding on tight Was never right. What suffices me most Is to see you fade, A ghost! With no shelter, nor a shade. Away! Begone! Thou hast none Of humane behaviors: You lack both sanity and fun. Thou know’st what you did, You cannot

Thirty-Two Lines of Love and Lonely Afterthoughts

I talked to a stone once. Told it, “I need her to stay with me.” It replied with a question thatMy senses found awkward and tricky by The same. “Her and her only, for that I am sure, You bear to her that Love which is, Vanished for these days.” Dazzled I was, for what

Seeking Other Fumes

“Seeking other Fumes” If this rope could have a use, Instead of this one which cause: The Transportation of fumes and clouds. It should be tangling other than Making a white chest turn black. O my mind thought of it as, A method of brain pleasing, When a damage is brought as certain As my

The Hope In My Skyline

I won’t meet you Where the skyline ends. Nor when, from the sky An angel descends. Never the sun to a stranger lends Her beautiful thick Rays that Every merry morning she sends. Why would I meet you In a place so far away? Where to a hideous little place, My heart always tends. Inside

Once Upon a Poetry Class

At first we discussed the hemispheres, The maps and the discoveries: That to understand Donne’s poetry A poet who’s now a great influence on me. Then we surely said the Clichè. We covered metaphysicals three: “Twas but a dream of thee “ Poems about love and religion That, to some of us, transgressed prohibition But

A Brilliant Actor

A brilliant actor I am,For people believe my outer seeming.O how smooth and shiny I appearWhen first they behold me coming.A face always gay,That smile seems to stay,A favor I always pay.But never- they,Feel how I am hollow from inside.Darkness, shadows and mistsBeneath each other lay. A lone shadow inside me, Wants to break free,