A distant cry, an endless cry all day, all night. The wind howls across a forest souls buried in the cold moonlight. The wicked men
Goodbye Filthy Russia
Goodbye filthy Russia – a country of tyrants Country of fear and cold hearts The land that stuck in the mid of ages Hating future,
Glory to Ukraine
Against rage and unmatched forces We’ll overcome, for we stand tall Against fury and undeserved strikes We are a mighty power. We are one. From
100 Days
100 days of fierce fighting For sovereignty For freedom For peace 100 days in incessant fear Nightly prayers that bloodshed would cease. 100 days- she
Welcome to The Gun Show
Stockpile military weapons, Stockpile high-volume gun clips Spread of infested rats through the country Is it our fate? Is this the end? Predicted apocalypse? Registered,
A Troubled World
Is it too much to wish for peace? For the world without violence We have become excessively obese With bigotry, with hate, with idleness. This
Price for Freedom
We are divided by walls Invisible, but gun enforced Ignorant, stubborn stalls. We talk and talk – it’s déjà vu Rephrase, rehearse Wipe off gunpowder
Hundred Souls with One Scythe
It has been a month of violence Unfair, unkind, unjust The world is watching like eighty years ago Lives dissipate into dust. It has been
Putler Kaput
A shortsighted bastard possessed by egoControlled by fury and hate‘War makes right’ is the tyrant’s credoPutler- will be engraved on your slate.Your life is dark
She Stands Strong, My Dear Sunflower
Stalin’s song plays balalaika Sick obsession with communal state Cycles of oppression and lashing out A gun in a face, an invitation to fate. The
In the end, we all become a story
To you, who aided the demise of my life Fragmented and depressed my existence You caused calamity and strife Bestirred a beast in me with
Season for Imagination
White flurry magic comes from the sky, flattering down with elegance and grace Just like angels, softly cover the earth bring a season of joy
Moods of Christmas
A busy season or it seems A joyful shopping and gift wrapping Spreading holiday wishes and dreams Hoping to find a great treat in stockings.
Grateful
You didn’t heal me because of my great faith We both know – my faith is always shaky. You touched my weakened soul when I
There is no future you can build on someone’s tears
There is no future you can build On someone’s tears There is no happiness you’ll find When you stub others from behind. The pain induced
little Miracle
I have been hurt too many times Been questioning my being. Until you came along, my love Opened my eyes, brought life and meaning. The
I Come to You at the Eleventh Hour
I come to you at the eleventh hour ‘Cause you are my last resort. Ashamed ’cause I know that you have the most power Yet,
Jamaican Farewell
This poem was inspired by Ananda Only and his story about his beloved brother. https://anandaonly.in/2017/08/28/there-are-always-songs-to-sing/ Your spirit is in my heart forever, Even on days
Happy Easter, Happy Spring
Dear readers, Happy Easter to those that celebrate this day. For those of you that have different celebrations – Happy Spring. Either way, Easter is
My ChapBook
Hello all, I am happy to share that my poetry selection was published in a chapbook and is available on Amazon/Barnes &Noble. I genuinely hope
Oh Dear Lord, Hear Me Out
Oh dear Lord, hear me out Today, like no other day, I feel so lost. Like empty vase waiting for flowers Because the flowers got
Dream Where Life Begins
(To my kiddo) I can’t tell you who you are to be One thing I know for sure, Is that you must DREAM. Dream and
Not Afraid, But Free
I come to you in search for answers My heart, my body aches. There are no words to describe the flatness I feel inside my
Tegaru (The People of Tirgay)
Over hundred days of burning fires As though hell broke through my Tigray. Who is to blame? Has the government conspired? Is this an ethnic
Yeakel (Enough)
Somewhere in the dry land of Tigray, Between Tekeze and Gash rivers, A teenage girl screams in fear, Young body, young soul is torn like
Ephemeral Constellations
You were my radiant star, Ever alluring, a charming mystery, Near in semblance, yet distant afar, Like elusive clouds, your presence is distant. But stars
November Sky
Have you observed the November sky? It looks so innocent and so undone It’s not the same as in July A visible phenomenon made by
Autumn Splendor
The golden crowns of the autumn splendorFlamboyant orange croton leavesThe yellow and the crimson chrysanthemumsEye pleasing and beautiful scenes.Sweet alyssum carpets the groundAs though protesting
Autumn Vibes
A golden path laid under my feet A golden path reminder of my blessings. Another year that my eyes can see As maple trees and
Your love confines me
Why did I meet you? Was this meant to be or was this simply by choice? I tremble within when you call my name, when
I’m Letting You Go
I’m letting you go -the image so painfully dear. I’m letting you go-the heart cannot bear. The emptiness you left behind, It’s like a hole
A Stroke of Wonder
Just take a look Each flower tells you something each stem, each petal – is a stroke of wonder, a magic that brings your soul
I’ve got a crush
I’ve got a crush The heart is racing hundred miles per hour when you pass by. Flushed cheeks without a reason when you are by
Silhouette of Sunset
Magic of sunset takes my breath away. The golden brims are so magnetic, The dim glimmering light makes me hopeful and poetic. The faint light
It Always Will Be Ukraine
A nation reborn through blood and blisters With sharp words of truth and metal shields Golden fields of grains gently whisper Victory is ours, Victory
The Earthy Smell After the Rainstorm
A sound of a thunder. Clouds puffed out into an angry gray July’s sky opened in wonder Freeing cool droplets of rain. It feels as
Grounds For Hope 