My most captivating moment about the fireworks isn't when the pop as such! but right after they pop, three or four seconds into it, the huge round ones like a beautiful black woman's afro... start to fall, steadily floating through air to where the wind wishes but falling through a linear pattern; and honestly it's... Continue Reading →
"I think my loneliest place is when am that cloud drifting through space"- a year summed up by this description: an unpleasant camp site bordering the shores between depression and loneliness. Don't be mistaken, in every aspect I came out stronger, that's why we gather here to this day. The drizzles were cold, harsh to... Continue Reading →
Misery. Memories like star dust heave the floor of my heart. Self absorbant absent of life; it's eternal sundown in the court yard once more, ravens and crows glare sideways at the hangman's stage, awaiting eyeballs to peer through sockets when his noose deflates their necks. All that is left is neutral air,skirted with the... Continue Reading →
Peering at the old scratched haziness of the cottage window,a blissful ray permeates through warming the skin of my cheeks with a gentle caress; time stops when I steal multiple glimpses of her angelic pearly eyes! Clearly drawing blood like a body of a lover rubbing on shea cream. Am not hasitant as such but... Continue Reading →
It's hours into the end, only a few if many. Time seems absent in this continuum and only the highs of pain come into play. The crows fly in circles over the Queens council, arched to peer into souls as they stare with admirable grimace into the eyes of the noose's victims. Widows curse and... Continue Reading →
I cleavered my lovers heart into a black leather body bag. Glued it with concrete and strapped it in chains. I created an abyss for its kind because hearts like those don't deserve to feel. Within a wishing well I dropped it, and cursed every second I spent believing it was only me it loved. ... Continue Reading →
She is dominant in every aspect of surrender. Silk knots bind her hands and another softly blinds her. Seduction is rooted at the buds of my tongue awaiting her nature that escapes through the pores of her skin. A drop falls softly on my lap, her temple has beautifully openned to a sinner awaiting cleansing.... Continue Reading →
I sink suspended between addiction and vice. I please the eye with extremes of bone numbing beauty; within my mirror I gaze into oblivion, an abyss... churning magma in a pot between her laps, venus meets mars! Éruptions of seduction course through my veins, I grow substantially into the cores of her girth. Ragged Urban... Continue Reading →
It's been a while, it's good to be home.
The mystery in life is what buffles me, you don't know what is going to happen in the next five minutes as you may sit there worried, then all of a sudden, the five minutes simply pass by unnoticed. Moral: live each second of your life like your happiness depended on it. ✒ Ragged Urban
Ragged Urban 