The Mystical Pishogue #2

I am fierce I am wild I am an emblem of self-implied exile.   I am aggressive I am saucy I am an insignia of selfishly haughty.   I am bold I am vain I am an image of disdain.   I am dominant I am arrogant I am yet, a metaphor of a self-loathingContinue reading “The Mystical Pishogue #2”

I Am!

I am—yet what I am none cares or knows; My friends forsake me like a memory lost: I am the self-consumer of my woes— They rise and vanish in oblivious host, Like shadows in love’s frenzied stifled throes And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into theContinue reading “I Am!”