Updated: Dec 15, 2019
Its bitter cold Its getting old -for this New Yorker My coat & hat are barely great “warm” supporters My tolerance is getting frozen -growing shorter My face stings, as the cold clings – so much disorder I need tea, hot chocolate -the warm waters Spring do your thing -save us and restore order! © Jereni-Sol
In an unkempt universe, it can seem like the grim reaper is drawing deep... Trying to plant seeds of devastated dreams, in the garden of my mind. I've never given into this hazardous hype. I've experi
Can you hear that? My heart has spoken Like rope we are woven and intertwined Wine & dine You got the beauty & the smarts We will knot part, we will knot split Love has got me strung, it's got me
Illusions I am stuck in an illusion Drowning in confusion I see double -like a mirror I'm lost in a chimera. The deeper I go, I start to believe my deception, Trapped in inception, the world keeps rem