Ronaye Shandler Hudyma
LOVE IS ALWAYS FOREVER BEGINNING
I used to say
all that lives always dies;
But now I know
ending love is a lie.
A million years can’t erase… 103 more words
3 days, 4 hours ago
The Paths of the Spirit
Behind his fear, I began to see
A thin overspill of thoughts
Blunted with rage and effort.
A face branded with black sunshine.
And the shameless cries of birds… 45 more words
3 days, 7 hours ago
The hours merge into each other.
I say goodnight like most mean good day
for then it begins–
every part of me an invitation or a plea. 148 more words
4 days, 13 hours ago
Người Tình Hư Vô
(Đồi Xanh. Tranh sơn dầu Đinh Cường)
Có dòng sông chảy vào đáy mắt
Từ buổi chiều hiu hắt tiễn nhau
Tượng đá còn đau thời xanh tóc… 140 more words
1 week ago
To Remember What Used To Be Good
It was amber on the horizon, where the sun met the edge of the sea.
It was red, the rose that you gave.
It was brown in your eyes, when you say “I miss you”, 7 more words
My senses speak,
my body, eloquent–
a testament of your touch when my lips are silent;
evidence of everywhere you have been
as I breathed you out and breathed you in– 112 more words
1 week, 5 days ago
Dù gì đi nữa cũng dở dang rồi
Buồn đau se sắt vẫn thế mà thôi
Anh chỉ muốn được ôm em lần cuối
Để nghe trái tim bối rối bồi hồi. 153 more words
2 weeks ago