In the urban jungle,
Buildings sprout up like trees,
Cars scurry about like busy insects,
Planes speed through the sky like angered wasps,
[Read more…] about In The Urban JungleBecause Life Doesn't Come Knocking
In the urban jungle,
Buildings sprout up like trees,
Cars scurry about like busy insects,
Planes speed through the sky like angered wasps,
[Read more…] about In The Urban JungleA shining morning,
Sun swimming in the sky,
Waves of grass ushering in the day.
[Read more…] about In a Moment, I WaitThe pressure of this mortal existence pins us down,
Under sagging skin,
[Read more…] about Bright Souls WithinIts intoxicating airs bog down the eyelids,
Coat aspirations dusting away on the windowsill,
Extinguishes the flicker of life for the briefest of moments,
Sets the sands of the mind anew.
– Pihu J.