Frustration

Ink spills like thunderstorms on paper,A canvas for anger, a silent escape.Punching bag whispers secrets of rage,Music blares, drowning out the noise.Running shoes pound pavement's release,Frustration finds its outlets, seeking peace. Six Sentence Stories

Heights

intellectsoaring highbuilding structuresin the airto meet the sky let’s chatlearn each other’s lingoto understand firstthen collaboratemaybe invadethere’s nothing leftto be called private why did we remain strangersfor so long?children of the same Godcluelesswithout a common codeThanks for the influenceBad, indifferent or good earthlings write poetryon the moonand then swoonwonder if someoneon another planetwatches themworships, pinesor … Continue reading Heights

Thresholds

thresholds lay down the lawmovement happensby defiance Urns full of lovespill – to make the worlda place worth living bookends protectminds learn and propagate-knowledge spreads Personal brands-new age nomenclaturefor fluid identity a shapeshifter that adaptsyet emerges betterfrom each assumed shape ideas need to travelat the risk oftransformation hollowness lives foreverit has nothing to loseface it, … Continue reading Thresholds