Maroon Gardens (For Destiny the Dreamer) by Alex R. Encomienda

In time this brittle heart will sadly perish, My writings will be lost and soon forgotten. With soils of roses growing every springtime, This garden’s watchful gaze will keep you warm. Like scarlet letters from a weeping woman, This chance to come to terms with death is crucial, And dear, this garden touches every heartbreak, So weep no more, my humble little dreamer. Continue reading Maroon Gardens (For Destiny the Dreamer) by Alex R. Encomienda

Seldom; He Was A Sinner by Alex R. Encomienda

Those eyes of feeble quietness peer so deeply; difficult To fathom yet holy enough to consider you saved, Oh, what have you eaten? Your breath smells of aromas I only dreamt of in the hole, The graphic details you hold dear from the other night Has become who you are tomorrow and the next however, On the knees, beckoning miss frail by the book, Conjoined … Continue reading Seldom; He Was A Sinner by Alex R. Encomienda