Baby Steps, Baby
Baby steps, one at a time, she tries to take Wobbling, shaking, and trying not to stumble A hand stretched
That's How it Had to End
Thank you, sweetheart, I whisper my gratitude My lips close to your ears As you lay in a scarlet pool
Shakuntala
A daughter of a nymph Left in a humble abode To grow in a forest Among the plants, trees, animals,
On the Shore
Far Away On the shore I sat watching The blue waves dancing Under the night sky Hoping you would Come
You Always Said…
Trigger Warning: The poem contains incidents of self-harm ***** When the flowers lay crushed on the ground It was an
Little Fingers
The pebbles tickled her tiny feet As she raced across the sand to pick a shell Soft waves rolled over
The Maze of Lines
They lay all around In grey, brown and black. My heart lurched, Making me stumble and gasp. Where do
Winter’s Sorrow
How I wish This heart would ache As the little girl sold Soggy matches in the cold. How I
The Revenge
Achoo! My spine shivers, sending tremors into my pages. Ugh… this dust is a nuisance. Never have I had to
The Killer’s Lover
“Devil, Tower, and Judgment,” she whispered. He swallowed a large gulp of the sweetened tea and raised an eyebrow. A