3 Short Poems


Divine Wind.

Bruising through recklessly.

Accept my careless nature.




My brush-

Myriad of bristles.


Palm Friendly.

A dominator of wild follicles.

Calms the savage head beast.

Like a boat captain, it navigates through my waves fearlessly.

Another day looking great.



Playstation Controller-



Hand comforting

Like the hand of God.

To call it just a controller is a stark understatement.

It is a force that is stronger than a tornado, yet as calm as a pond on a mild day.

Without you, I am useless. Just a spectator to watch.


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