Monthly Archives: March 2016



I trod the sun-scorched sidelines of one way streets.

Mercy in shadowy shades of trees.

My dark skin from sun kisses;

fizzled hair from heat waves.



Cold: now an abstract thought

which lingers in my mind

embraced by fire in this hellish

world of passion and naught.



How awkward it is to complain on heat

despite a cold heart

that penetrates the formless

concept of love.



For when our warmth exceeds the sun,

all that is left is the freezing space.