Outlet I verseMy mute painsIn wordy sounds OutletTo voice themTo let them go Yet burstThe murky mistOf cloudiness Free wordsMute my painsThis time in sounds. Socalledpoetry of Biba

The Modern Heart Her heart is her ownShe no more wears it on her sleevesNo great expectations, no more fearsShe adjusts even its beatsNo fancy arrows might break its chainsNo heat can melt its freezeShe conquers its districts and core. She used to have wingsShe used to catch the flying starsUsed to be light as… Continue reading The modern heart #poetry #poem #write #destiny #standout #feminism #logic #modernity

Faraway When I'm weary and drearySo mesmerized by the feelWhen the rage winds of a memoryHouse the buried appealsRevoke recalls so dear to forgetBeset with shadows i sit thereOverwhelmed and weakChained to the undead. Socalledpoetry of Biba @2020