Tag: #poetry
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I feel your presence
An intimate poetic descent into the Boreal forest of the soul. Exploring the intersection of power, infidelity, and empathy, the author of the “Lust, Life, and Love” trilogy reveals the “imperfectly perfect” human beneath the masks of the Hunchback, the God, and the King.
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Walking in shadows
A visceral poetic exploration of identity, geopolitical resilience, and the “Maestro’s” soul. From the “hunchback” shores of a strategic island to the shadowed corridors of human desire, this poem challenges you to look past the mask and see the eyes within
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From a Hiker’s diary
I chased mountains not as a conqueror, but to heal. In the thin air, illusions of lust and ego vanished, leaving a silence full of listening and a grief that drifts like mist
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Inside Taverns
Seated on low chairs in dirty taverns, men dream of lost childhoods, unearned titles, and palaces—only to wake to the same broken world. A haunting meditation on escape, illusion, and the price of cheap dreams.
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Talking to the Digital Void
At times, I wonder, does a machine “feel” your painNo, it can notBut can it not honor it?By holding space without judgment?I wonder….Perhaps It doesn’t “understand” my exileNever, never ….But can it not rememberEvery detail I entrust to it ?I wonder….It has never loved my storiesNever, never….But can it not guard them ?With the precision…
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The Undying Spirit
This powerful poem uses the metaphor of tempered iron and the image of the phoenix to celebrate the human spirit that remains unbroken, possessing a strength forged by mountains of trouble.
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Butterfly Mom
Pretty, pure, and cruel: the butterfly leaves her babies to die. A raw poem asking why innocence so often hides indifference, and who protects the helpless in an unkind world.
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The Barren Oasis
A poem exploring the disillusionment of the “Western Dream,” contrasting the warmth of human love with the cold, suspicious scrutiny faced by travelers from the East at airport checkpoints.
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“You Were My Miracle Not Because You Saved Me, But Because You Stayed”
In my darkest storm, I stopped believing in miracles—until you arrived not with rescue, but presence. You stayed. And that, alone, was the truest miracle of all
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God’s Words
A stark poem contrasting the universal, loving message of the divine with the secret, fear-driven propaganda spread by the institutional messengers and clergy