Originally posted on The Cultural Reverence:
Photo Illustration by Michelle Morris Children are remarkable Have you ever seen how easily young children make friends? They’ll run up to each other and join in…
Originally posted on The Cultural Reverence:
A PLEA TO HUMAN The white dove is moaning and bleeding, Crying its heart out and pleading. The mortals are busy in building golden cages, Celebrates hypocrisy…
Originally posted on The Cultural Reverence:
When Synecdoche is a Shambles there are songs of murder on the lips of men… we speak in whole and parts, and dive deep into the heart…
Originally posted on marcellocomitini:
È alla mia Catherine che dedico questi versialla sua femminiltà alla sua capacità di scrivere e dipingere Cerco l’amore delle donne, le più bellele più dolci, le più ribelli…
Come away with me…. We loved the cigarettes, the Johnnie Walker and the good songs. You were North Dakota born, now California blessed. I would massage your wanting skin every night and I… Continue reading
I want to fall in love again… Last year man prayed to Selena, the moon goddess on a warm Fall night. He told her, near the dancing Pacific ocean. The drunk man is… Continue reading
Originally posted on Scribbled Verse:
South Africa: Heritage Day 2021. The Winds of Africa. A poem by Afzal Moolla. I am the winds of Africa. I am the winds whispered to by the…
Bang, bang…. I met her at the Stray Cat lounge. She sat alone and her eyes were deadly and hazel green. The bartender told me. Johnnie, she is a wild cat. Can’t tame… Continue reading
Two shots of happy, one shot of sad…. I painted pretty pictures for us, I made landscape of perfect and beautiful places. But we danced on the thread of real words. We were… Continue reading
I am here… Loneliest man in the bar, drinking alone. He told the smoking cigarette and the empty whiskey glass, you knew the ending at the beginning. A soft hand touched his shoulder,… Continue reading
