He is a rooster, I call him hen. And, He is eggless, An eggless hen. Hens really like him, They call him Pok. I saw him, Eating around with 10 henfriends, I was in shock! You see, I'm just a normal boy, I was a little jealous. The nickname I gave him, Reveals my malice. ...Read more

It's a poem with a title, It's a poem with lines. There is no meaning, And I think it's fine. The poem feels so empty, Your time is the cost. Why are you even reading this? You might feel so lost. But you might find it interesting, A weirdly funny piece. I have only one request, Smile fo...Read more

Iron Is heartbroken, sitting under rain. Oxygen broke up with him, and he is in pain. Iron is a little cold, he is somewhat slow. Oxygen is emotional, her tolerance is low. Iron is sad and dry, Because it's raining Hydrogen. They easily make strong bonds, They all miss Oxygen. But Oxygen i...Read more

An unknown rainbow blooming, Between two mirrors. An unknown glow mixing, Between two bulbs. An unknown frequency singing, Between two radios. An unknown space of comfort, Between two windows. An unknown clashing drumbeat, Between two palms. An unknown torn painting, Between two eyes. A...Read more

My garden like a burden, slept silently in a void. She struck, a pleasant lightning, the slumber destroyed. My lips were a wasteland, my lovedrought was deep. My garden danced flaming, with thunders so sweet. A cyclone of healing, a medicine with winds. I spiraled with wonder, soaked up in spin...Read more

Red. Eternal flow. Slivers of flowers, float like tides, so calm and soft. Crimson light lingers on them, they swim gently, cuddling the blood. The river bleeds the light, the red dull sky, It bleeds before the night. Always. The light lingers on the leaves, sailing on the blood, It dives i...Read more