English poem

The Utmost Knowledge

It often is so a factor that one lacks something at times when it was most needed. I met life when I needed it the most. As if I have lost it, it feels important to be writing about it.…

Things

Why do the things stand in a still, Like molten lava, raging fire just turned pale, On snale’s pace, seemingly stagnant, Impossible…
English poetry

For You & Me

There is a place that I’ve heard has been to write about. Much has been tourism about it and the lame conclusions…
English Poetry - Thousands alone

Thousands Alone

Not with small numbers with minor descriptions, Not with little thinkers with menial thoughts. Graves put the sands aside, Thousands of numbers…

Everything Could Have Been

Everything Could have been here, live and true, For there hasn’t been much of a chance, To look around, and to know that there’s is, Much to see, other than seeing and believing. That there’s is just this speed yet…

Back To Basics

I’ve left all my preoccupations, And I’m back down here, willingly. For all of the day that the vacancy of thoughts be…