Poems from Utleyama
Believing is a struggle.
How does one jump down that
Steep waterfall? Its caress like needles.
Why is it a feeling so impulsive? A deep...
An elegant curtain of fine silk
Drapes across her brow.
Hiding her intentions,
Confining her expressions.
In a world of masquerades,
and...
You need not fear
Of a black man's fiddle
For he must play along
To the white man's riddle
And he tightens the strings
As the masquerade...
Numb with what’s inside me
If only for a moment,
Is how my heart still beats.
Don’t take away my cancer stick,
My only way to breathe,
In...
Curiosity of the way you move,
Is a dangerous game we play.
Walking along this tightrope,
Enjoying the way you sway.
Something swells...