Invasion

Invasion

Darkness, terror

footsteps silently creeping

eyes shut tight

barely breathing, praying

cold hands lifting, carrying

Blankets piled high

invasion, pain, silent tears

soft sounds, quiet rustling

Darkness, hopelessness

cold hands lifting, carrying

footsteps silently creeping

Blankets pulled high

eyes shut tight, barely breathing

footsteps receding

Darkness, silent tears

Because Angels Are In White…

The poem is on Doctors who were heroes to us in the time of Covid-19

The Book is Being Written

How we observe and how we reflect.

The Dreary Faceless

The observations and reflections of a traveller in a foreign land.

The Model House

The facades of a perfect home.

The Woman Who

This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.