Because love, this morsel, is just not enough

Actually, this was inspired by the #kpodolachallenge. But (of course!) since I didn’t get around to submitting it, I figured maybe I should post it on here. Because love, this morsel, is just not enough There’s no such thing as a ‘sort of relationship’ There’s no ‘kind of, maybe, let’s be together’ There’s no doubt, ‘baby, … Continue reading Because love, this morsel, is just not enough

People of unquenchable fires

We are ruins We are fallen towers We are remnants of Fragments of Our broken selves We are pieces And loose ends Bits and bobs Bric-a-brac Rubbles and shards We are tempestuous spirits Breaking walls People with spikes for bodies And rootless limbs for souls We are mares and stallions Running free Wildflowers Thriving on … Continue reading People of unquenchable fires

Labor of love

There is no story of love without sacrifices No joy where there’s never been pain There’s no happiness where sorrow hasn’t thrived There’s none. No victories without labor. There’s not a sacrifice greater than loving without self Or any pain larger than a soul without joy There’s no sorrow more deathly than an unhappy heart … Continue reading Labor of love