Nest

Mysterious tribulations
break the dejected graves,
of yesterday's immense isolation,
revealing crevice of brokenness,
through which i travel into shade,
of the hideaway for my soul!

Endless tears.      

Heart

The sinless womb
is caged in the dark
of plenty forlorn nights,
that freeze the dead,
born deep within
the lonely psyche of me,
lost beneath the cold
which diffuse into bones
breaking only life! 

Sky

A silent bird flies,

in the ending dusk,

seeking lost truth,
of ceasing humanity,
until the solitary sun,
choose to rise within.