Plight
Raw becomes the plight of my exisrence, only to fade into darkness. (c) Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2016
Raw becomes the plight of my exisrence, only to fade into darkness. (c) Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2016
Frivolous clouds glide across nervous skies. Crash!!! Bam!!! Boom!!! Thunder sends down rain. I tiptoe outside. Showers laugh in mockery. (c) Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2022
The end of a line matter so much as the start of a horizon. For it is time’s way for engaging in soulful kisses. (c) Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2022
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I cannot begin to describe the atrosties of the heart. Blind is the mind dancing in realms of dreams. Where am I? How about raining down my path, my Lord. Perhaps my thirst for knowledge drive out illusion. I drive from destination to destination, unsure where my life heads me towards. Perhaps a drop more, … More Dancing In Realms Of Dreams
I lost the sock to take a tour around the world. Where did the sunlight go?Darkness blankets to lonesome sky. My heaviness lingers in soulful dance.Frothy cream whispers secrets to the cup of coffee resting upon my kitchencounter. No one moves after mood swings bring strangulation to bliss. Is there no more music burning a … More A Folded Dream
Arise, my pet from darkness. Purple rain saturates mystical beings thrashing their arms. Let a blissful child be contained. His essence bleeds into my heart. (c) Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2020
The cusp my winds shape dances grievously in pitter-patter rains.I stand against deep seated anguishWhere chilled memories defy leisure.For my road left to it’s demise, devours me.
I don’t have much to report. Things have been going alright with my clothing retail job. It’s tiring at times, but good exercise. So far, I’ve lost a grand total of 17 pounds since I started working there back on March 12, 2018. Some have drama going on. I get how most folks have drama, … More Highlights
A woman cries out to darkness. She walks down love alone. It’s a road filled with shadows.
Lost in a hazy winter My souls feeds on passionate Shades emotion nullifies. His candor creates dissipating rhythm. Love is a wild fire burning up My being. The farther apart we are, The closer we become. Our connected souls dance in a spiritual twister. I long for him. Our love meshes. My soul is dressed … More Lost In A Hazy Winter