If Music Were A Person.

I try to Recreate With words The poetry You write So gracefully With every shake Of your head And every tap Of your feet. Even your breath Sounds musical Every time I Feel it On my skin. And, I pray That for As long as I live You never stop Playing music Like I am…

Lone Wolf.

  Underneath the starry sky A lone wolf Howls at the full moon Its cries, hauntingly familiar And, oh-so-heartbreaking. * From behind a tree Another wolf watches The lone wolf howling With melancholic eyes For, it knows the pain Of yearning for a love It can never touch. -Rupali Jeganathan Image Credits: CCO. P.S. Inspired…

Demons.

2am again Night has fallen Covering everything in dark My heart is covered in dread Should be anytime now This is the time When my demons come to visit They crawl out of the corners Where they hide all day long Waiting for night to fall They crawl unbidden Into my mind And whisper ugly…

Musical prompts 1: The Pugilist

Pugilist: [pyoo-juh-list] A person who fights with the fists; a boxer, usually a professional. I’ve fallen, deep into something I can’t quite call love, for it could lead to misunderstandings, romance as the top of mind in most heads, but love has many forms, and there is this one, that still makes my skin turn…