Thursday, August 26, 2010

Lost Elements

Like the view
that was lost in the journey

Like the wave
that was lost in the tide

Like the speck
that was lost in the storm

Like the dew drop
that was lost in the first rays

Like the love
that was lost in promises

Was the life
that was lost in living.

Monday, August 2, 2010

Souls and Bodies

The noise inside me stops
as you whisper
A poetry in stone emerges
as you sculpt me endlessly
Was it pain or meaningless happiness
that you chiseled away

A million flowers bloom- and I smell of
as the salt of your skin nourishes me
The scars within me heal
as you assault
Reborn is my fragmented soul
every time you dismember me