Yellow

You are yellow to me.
Sunny, happy, bright.
But sometimes,
A little too bright.
A little piercing.
A little blinding.… Read More Yellow

She was Manifesting.

She walked right passed him.

He who was a King.

It hadn’t been intentional.

And as he straightened his crown; flexing his pectorals.

Hoping that the sun’s rays would hit his kingly.… Read More She was Manifesting.

You will fail
to find that passion
you sparked in me
when you lie with her,
for she is the magnificent trees,… Read More Wild by Zahra

The little shed is painted blue
with two old chairs for me and you… Read More The Little Shed

If I could paint you a color
I’d paint you the rainbow… Read More Masterpiece