Poetry about poetry

Oh, how I feel, after reading their writings. Their palpable emotions. My heart, palpating, I feel pain. Is it pain, for the love of writing? Is it pain, for the love of their writings? Is it pain for loving words? Is it pain I feel because only I, can see it. I want others to … Continue reading Poetry about poetry

Advertisements

The mediator

Then woman, the mediator, The centre of the universe. The path between the father and The child. The reason two families Befriend to become one. The reason someone else's son Becomes my son. Just imagine, imagine the world Without, a woman. The world without the mediator. There would be no mediator, and No need for … Continue reading The mediator

Good, the mother of all wickedness

It all started with Eve. For it is all done in the name of "good", the good we want for ourselves, the good we want for others. The good gives birth to the bad. The good lives with the bad. The good is found in the bad. It is the good that makes us bad. … Continue reading Good, the mother of all wickedness