Tag: poetaster

March

Maybe it’s the failure of staying in the presentStanding still, there’s still a semblance of movementAbout time marching onBut the mind, suspecting stagnationAlways knocking to break freeThough unsure if the protagonist Is lost or a […]

Beached

The ocean, vast as they sayOn the past, laid this massPulsatingNowhere’s nearWhen coasts are clearWhen ghosts hauntNot to incite fearBut as a sonLed this onThe reinsAre looseTook the mantleIntending to be virtuous Twenty yearsNever a […]