The Betraying Eyes.

Walking down that lane An identical cup of coffee in hand, Her captivating smell brushed my senses And I just fell in love.   A crop top and a snuggish denim skirt Defining unpretentiously her grimacing smirk. Hair curly and wild, and on her feet some ragged sneakers Elucidating the most mundane, screaming through herContinue reading “The Betraying Eyes.”

“They”

  They say I didn’t fight enough They don’t know How my body aches How my body has Lost the feeling to Feel the pain.   They say I didn’t raise my voice enough They don’t know How my throat itches How my voice has Completely lost the feeling to Feel the voice.   TheyContinue reading ““They””