Category Archives: La Poésie

The prospect of coincidence, the power of imagination. The dread of its meaning propagates angst, while the symbolism is mercilessly distorted through Machiavellian avenues into perturbing conviction. And so the pendulum swings, inevitably back into the place it was supposed to … Continue reading →

The nature of our relationship has changed once again; As life shifts in opposing directions, the re-evaluation of our closeness is forced upon us. No longer leaning on for material support yet no more emotionally independent than in adolescence – … Continue reading →

It seems as if we will never stop perceiving injustices. Would we even know what Heaven was if we existed in it? Should we be punished if we were ever to stop rejecting ourselves? Endless ignorance and foolishness, our representation … Continue reading →

Abscise these wilted petals before the tree of life admits defeat, Justify the ignorance of these anguished pleas. You managed to hear everything else, conjuring up the rest Until you finally procured enough tainted satisfaction. Demean my crumbled soul while … Continue reading →

Discerning the disappearance of devious delights, Divided into discoveries distributed away from future delay. Does it suffice to disavow the disturbances that should doubtfully be destroyed? Disparate and detached: Despite assurances of those spiteful dealings denounced, It is with good … Continue reading →

If Philomela could sing, would she tell of her injustices? What, then, would be the value of her song, serving only to embody the brutality she sustained? How fearsome it is to be voiceless, even before her flight; Painting but … Continue reading →

Drifting into sleep, the scars wash away Or temporarily fade as the realm of dream -unforgiving towards those who would underestimate- takes control of its jurisdiction. Obtuse yet enticingly forbearing, The taunts of promised restfulness are overshadowed by the fortuitous … Continue reading →

Too far distracted by the patterns on the walls, The apricot streams of light pour onto them through the blinds Foreshadowing the night that is rushing towards. The artistry from the ambient sounds floats above our ears; Time would not … Continue reading →

What gives one the right to enforce justice? What is distinguished to allow the decision between right and wrong? Have the courage to accept what I decree. I am more, and I will fight your war. Do not believe that … Continue reading →

Why is it so, that to give with the purest intentions: Time, Shelter, Sustenance, and Patience, Hardly merits any praise or gratefulness to the level that it is due. No satisfaction to be enjoyed from equal reward; the exchange of … Continue reading →