Lilith

Who still walks within us
Among us
Away from us
Listens to a different tune
Defies, dethrones
That which serves
Nothing in the end
Dark Aphrodite
Naked in her glory
Anger expressed
Through fists of fire
Hair that flies
Medusa incarnate
Goddess unacceptable

Venus, a retrograde

Affair that won't fade
As she descends into
A bottomless pit
Of all that love could be
And isn't
Unafraid she walks deep inside
The recesses of her heart
Body and soul lay bare
Ruthlessly cuts through the veil
Trivial moments where many a
Passing fancy felt real
Yet at the twilight of now
She falters, a bit
Ponders, ever so slightly
Merges with that which is
An outcast, locked away deep
Within this world and that
Lurks the shadow of her
Fighting demons on her behalf
Bravely walks ahead
The warrior with her sword.
Proud, her shoulders intact
Head, refusing to bow
Here, she lay her shield
Scars for them to see
Demons are but her own
Offsprings and siblings
From where began time.

Letter to Drew Lynch

Who stutters after an accident
That destroyed nerves on his vocal chords
But gave him a gift
To turn darkness into an art-form
One where he turns his vulnerability
To pause and laugh at himself

Who is a stand-up comedian
And makes me laugh and cry at the same time
Because he is strong
And makes me count my blessings every day
For the rest of my life, and
I will count my blessings till the end

Who admits that he was a jerk once upon a time
And treated people with disdain, perhaps
But now is with his girl who has taken up 3 jobs
For him, for them, together braving the world
Against all odds to believe and to make us
Believe

Who is an inspiration
And I write this for him
And I write my thank-you note in this poem
That has no rhyme but makes sense
Nonetheless.