I wake up to thoughts falling like daggers onto my mind Memories of sweeter times try to cushion the pain Living amongst strangers maybe for the last time The future is no longer a comfort but more a fear What has happened to my joy and optimism Where is the promises of peace and understanding … Continue reading
Category Archives: Avram’s Poems
my photo album is a graveyard
my photo album is a graveyard full of memories of the dead there, they still smile and laugh and are loved and love cherishing their photos, wishing for more parents and their parents smiling the weddings of my ancestors pictures of their graves with sweet words my mother would take me to the cemetery where … Continue reading
What the Page Knows
This page I am typing on does not know my age or whether I am a man or a woman. It does not matter to it where I live, what I think, or who I love. The page I am writing on is forgiving and does not judge me unless I judge myself. As … Continue reading