Poems from wujam1@gmail.com
Can you tell me what is time?
Is it something from the mind?
Or is it of a different stature?
Some integral part of nature?
Is it even...
O Love, why must you hide forever so
From me, your most confounded devotee?
For, lo, each time the winds of passion blow,
The grips of...
Oh how I laugh in uttering your name,
You who cannot function on your own;
For Death, you are a clone: you are the same
As Life, just in a...
I see the sky, so dark and filled with ash,
And wonder if the apathy of man,
Can master our technologies so brash,
Which threaten to...