EY asked;

What am I to you?
Ey asked
Not angry nor demanding
Just a simple question
“Half of my poetry are for you.”
Was my simple reply


I was searching something
Of interest
In this room full of
Black and white
And here you come
With all shades of
Rainbow in your eyes.
© Christin

Night strolls

Amidst the chaos
Mistifying light amplifying
Pure hue of yuccas
As if promising
Everything is not ugly, YET.

Yuccas (white 5-pettaled flowers) shining in the white light of street lamp. By CHRISTIN.



Fire fire everywhere
How I fight with thee?
With all the proper gear
Still catches upto me.