Bag of laughter!

I have been spotted next to a flower

Under the ocean

Sobbing

I have been spotted

Next to a pillow

Drinking wine

I have been spotted

Doing a crazy dance

Naked, naked

The sun was not out

Bright, bright moon

I have been spotted

Behind a tall tree

Holding a doll sobbing

I have been spotted

Climbing that tree
Playing hide and seek with the sun
I have been spotted
Praying for love
Standing naked
Smiling
My hands wide open
I ripped the white shirt
Wet, wet shirt
I swim in the ocean
I carry a bag of laughter
Till the end
The bag! Larger than me!
Me and the bag
A journey of a lifetime
I’m swimming
Reaching
I’m climbing the mountain
Next to the apple
Close to the rose
I catch the butterfly
Open the bag of laughter
I’m sleeping
Under a tree
It carries my hopes
I close my fist
I hold my dreams
I open my fist
The butterfly is free.
                                                           P.K
Copyright © 2013 Parissa Khosh

Doors and..

I tapped on my shoulders to check

Is she alive?

corrosion on red beating thing!

Long wave of numbness

A battle had begun

The long snake of desire and corrosion

made a mash

Someone had died in the battle

Orange peels where smiling

Half of what had to be right was wiggly

Around the edges of confusion a fence was built

A blue bird dared to join

The vivid smell of nothingness waved

Parked my car on the left

Invited jalapeño just to make sure I feel

The color of the clouds tasted like strawberries

The jalapeño did nothing

I needed a push

To open the door

There was no door where I lived

There was no door!

I woke up

Still no door

I drew an imaginary door around me

A door full of rooms

I parked on the left

With jalapeño and the new built door

Only an African dance

a complete match

of fire and soul

Against the window a parked car

on the left

There was fire and songs

I put on my shoes

I had to go

The door was gone

No door can be built on a sand castle.
P.K 

Copyright © 2013 Parissa Khosh

Uncensored

For Aaron Swartz who fought so you and I can have uncensored Internet access.

Next to the trees where all Aarons live! :(

They tried to silence him

But what about the blood that nourished the trees

The growing swords

ready to take the fight

A candle has been lit

in the forest of the truth

What about the light?

What about the swords?

What about his soul living in the trees?

p.k. Jan 2013

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Steps...

The end put a big smile on all three faces! :)

Life is a series of random steps showing up unexpectedly for us to climb. Remember to keep a smile on your face while climbing the new steps. :) p.k Jan 2013

The Question?

Print:Vladimir Kush

The heart

The pearl

Nothing stays constant

The ocean

water, motion

The stone that broke my heart

The metamorphosis of soil

The igneous rock

that changed: Metamorphic rock!

My wish

Change

The sky

Tomorrow that’s not at reach

Tomorrow that is!

All the differences

Our differences

The red color

Blood that colored my soul

The blue water, tear

washed it away

Our differences

The change

today, tomorrow, yesterday

child, now, the spirit that will remain

tomorrow, time,

all beauty, different forms of pain
Magic!

make up life

Life, death and  ?  
p.k

Dec 27,2012

(yasha was here! This line was typed by Y who was watching me type my poem!)