Always walking out of life,
people and their home
My long coat has been
...
I'm waiting for the right Omnibus
It is broad light, but still dawn to me
I can hitchhike, but you do not drive by
...
I just flushed the tar
of our memories
spread across my life
But, I survived
...
You think, your bones wrapped
with surgical cotton?
Is your skin, silk or satin?
Do you incarnate your shadow?
...
My Redemption
Always walking out of life,
people and their home
My long coat has been
my hiding spot, from my conscience
My Redemption,
is just another vodka shot
I am always high,
don't blame the cocktail glass
Ask the waiter to get another shot
Until the west wind, takes it all away
Keep writing dear poet. Your debut attempt is so promising. You have a long poetic path to go. May God bless you and your pen.