if i could afford the world
a view of another world
through my verses like the
ocean that hides yet magnifies
...
in the new washroom
teaching grandchild to brush teeth
old toothless granny
...
if god dies
the earth
would lose
its strength
...
the soul trails
everywhere
my eyes see
prisons
...
light grows in darkness
the living creatures
in the darkest of caves
inevitably turn albino
...
I know when i was born
your pain was a tempest
love translated decibels
that shove me into world
...
we say we will
spend some time
for the season
take a walk in
...
ears they are drums
god plays in this realm
eyes they are lenses
...
tree have roots
covered but work
magic to its survival -
they soak up graces
...
This crystal has
haunted my mind
sending it into a
realm of evil
...