Tagged: desire

poems about time 0

Portrait — Part III

Poem   It’s fate. There’s nothing to grasp — but worn air of a future lapsing. It’s how we mitigate, how we squelch to years, minutes and the hour. It was the drag of...

Long Poems About Life 0

Portrait — Part II

It’s falling; a shrill of absence, a dreamy strangling, the days uniform and rationed, where jingles hold the spaces of love and immoderations, and zealotry redeems a country of her past. Gone. Gone, the...