A parable

A parable P. K. Routray

Wise Whys

Wise Whys (4th Oct, 2011) I don’t have your address to write you a letter; If I had done, would it have made things better? You won’t leave me alone, like a dog with a bone;

Tears of a Clown

I am the performer A clown within a mask The humour I portray Is a smoke screen I dispatch I hide in plan sight Behind a painted veil For reasons that unknown A concealed life is reviled

Dream A Reality

I place myself in debt In order to debit my financial strain Nothing to gain as I dig deep in red The crimson of which I’m bled purges deep Parasitic beings latch onto my seams

The Mystic Mau

Madam Mountjoy was convinced her cat was spooked. But I found the real reason why Ramses was filled with evil spirits.

LIFE/DEATH

Life is useless Life has no meaning Death has meaning Death is coming There is no running away You are going to die So am I We all are going to DIE There is nothing that you can do about it

Who Am I

Who Am I? Read and find out...

Story of a Demented Girl

Before you read this, understand that this is my life. I would love your opinions on this. I changed all the names and []is what was supposed to be in italics

Home Cooked

Texas cracked my youth, like a plate in an angry kitchen, as I kept looking behind me, for some sign, or marker rising- To fathers who waited for phone calls, ringing

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