Love

RE: Hope

This is in reply to young_choose_life's "Hope".

Dear Mum

Wednesday, 23rd of April, 2012. Dear Mum, How are you? I’m fine. Today, we played a game of football and I scored two goals and one penalty in a penalty shoot-out. We won 5-3.

DAYDREAM

Daydreaming
Cherry

Defenestration

Sarah threw the book out of the window. A moment or two passed then shouting from the street outside. The intercom buzzed. Sarah hesitated.
Cherry

Frankie Goes to Summer Camp (I.P.)

“On far-off fields, by elm and oak, I see the lights. The Camp-fires of the Past are burning.” Henry Van Dyke ‘Indian Summer’
Cherry

Storm Clouds

Here's to you my dear, my broken future, my delectable past, the bar splits apart, my sides feel the strain as my hearts aorta chokes on itself, sending blood back through the vessels.

wars tug of love

Lust weighs heavily upon each breast With a heavier heart and soul A serpent coils around to ingest The spirit that is more than a pinhole Enactor awaiting the embroiders

Remembrance

I moved slowly about... Green bamboos, iced cold water. Those who knew me, said I was sad at heart. Others thought, I was seeking for something. But my heart was intoxicated