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Kash Nov 2014
Waking to greif,
I don't want this day without her.
Kash Nov 2014
In the company of florescent leaves
I fell for you
Surrounded
Surrendered to contrast
Warm hands in cold wind
Colors and grey skies
Nervous conversations
Calm gaze of hazel eyes
Kash Aug 2014
We live lives like weather
subject to whims and doubt
changing our minds habitually
as storms disobey their route

horizons make false promises
to encourage all the guessing
disguising all our sunny days
as either luck or blessing

And so we remain elements
of a nature we can't fathom
but particles must circulate
to structure the carbon atom
our lives are lived with in the realms
of an infinite, linear pattern
circles define our fingerprints
just as rings imprison Saturn
Kash Dec 2013
Mom
It was freezing cold that morning
The morning you didn’t wake up
And they took your body from bed
After cancer took you from us

That day I saw you everywhere
Occupying all your places
Rekindling my memories
Of before your fight was painful

But your residing warmth grew cold
Proving no light grief can’t smother
And soon I’d wake in the morning
Facing life with out my mother...
Kash Nov 2013
She slouched against the smoke stained wall
Her skeleton hands both trembled
She sighed heavily with effort
Then emptied another stiff drink

This was not the place to mention
But she revealed her affliction
Then shooed away further questions
Acting startled and offended

She knows I am familiar
With obsession and starvation
And the resolve to self-destruct
For never being good enough

But I witnessed devastation
Then I resolved to keep living
Or at least to keep on trying
A death’s not worth its weight in grief

Now I can't just shake this from her
Reorganize her scrambled mind
Retract my own comradery
And convince her she will be fine

So dangles her mortality
In faces of those surrounding
Watching us plead desperately
While she starves something worth feeding

— The End —