Falling

Sat my muse down and tied him up… I swear this jester is up to no good!! Told him about my nightmare last night… Of how the boogieman came and ransacked my head. The boogieman stole my dreams and planted new demons… Then he watched those little...

Trading Flies for Living Lies

As I lay myself to sleep, impatiently waiting for Insomnia to leave me alone, Scar Face came and whispered my name. I heard his chuckle and turned around. “A trade,” he said and showed me his hands… “I think I understand,” I replied,...

Fire at Will

I saw the message, from one lover to another… It spoke of intruders and secret codes… As only 2 hearts within a sacred space could understand. As I watched the words carve itself out in cyberspace, I, the intruder watching through the broken window pane,...

Devil’s Doppleganger

I remember a devil who once hung from a bodhi tree. Skinny, skimpy little bag of bones. He wore his scales and slithered on his belly; his long, slimy forked tongue dripping venom and empty lies. Then one day the devil planted a seed; and in wicked glee he watched it...

Fast

What is the purpose of fasting, if impurities are lodged so deep within the heart and soul… That we judge each other by our own standards and whatever flaws we see so clearly in others, are but reflections of our own imperfections? The beast was here all...

Bull

Tribal bull… I asked my muse for another tale of how the Bull King fought the mighty lion… Of the legendary brawl between the will and the pride… And how the strong may one day fall. … Pity him, this fallen chief, All his spendour, all his...







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