The Dwarf

I  am the wicked dwarf, as you certainly have forgotten and did not want to see. I carry your evasiveness as an unwelcome guest, as the threat from contamination, a lure in ambush. I am old and distal, trifling and round, neither seen nor needed, completely bygone. I am wielding while I weep, a lethal weapon, … Continue reading


It was like tiny raindrops within him Lingering wet, but insignificant Each day heaped up into everyday In sufficiency, Scattered hope, And tedious awakenings Drops swelled as to a glancing yearning. Close by the brim of existence Yet, every conclusiveness Remained indiscernible, In its stretched silent rigidity It was once small raindrops Coloring the walls … Continue reading


There is a dark thorn, Within my flesh A fang of ill, A partly death   The field’s stretching, Curve through curve, Comes from distance By woodlands stirred   Ail in mind, thirst in heart All along the riparian’s meanderings Treads on ground, thoughts in distance The stream whirling, foaming, flowing   I have cried … Continue reading


The city houses crouching against each other in the dark Shrinks by splashes of light from gaping lanterns Rows upon rows of open light jaws Stretches down by their dragon throats to devour the streets.   Predators pair of eyes prowling in between these structures, Radiating attention by white ghost cones That grows and shrinks … Continue reading


     Grumbling and chattering glass blend with music and laughter. Her gaze suspect a sudden notice; but never meet any disclosure, whereas her sensation of sorrow remain untouched. She, is a chic cat with her amazing hair running high over her bare shoulders, framed by a tight dress in a variety of black, where … Continue reading