Underwater Waves [3]


[Flash Fiction Chapter Three] Underwater Waves  The waves pursue your thoughts; they call you their master; their muse. They use words like, unique and genuine. They say, your beauty is rare, and your kindness is precious. Wild with fervor, they play with your mood in the dark of the night. They wet their lips with the thought of your aching needs; they tell you stories, claiming to have seen in the depths of your eyes. They captivate your essence in your every sigh; they wait for you to come in their dreams; they absorb your every gesture. They listen to … Continue reading Underwater Waves [3]

Underwater Waves [1]


[Flash Fiction – Chapter One] Underwater Waves  How long can you stay under water before it is the end of you? Can you get used to the pain to the point where you don’t feel it anymore? As long as there is hope that you will breathe again, you struggle to survive under the waves. You know that if you stay too long you will suffocate, but you fall into a trance. You numb your lucid voice which tells you that you will never survive the waves. If you wait too long, you will never swim back up to the … Continue reading Underwater Waves [1]

My share of losing


[Painting by Elizabeth Lisa] My Share of Losing  If I suggest an answer to your everything, You might praise me more than I deserve. I may impress you for a little while, Then, it will be gone; And still, a mystery. If I contaminate your thoughts with my tendencies, I may haze an aching soul determined to escape; Despite the welcome, in a glance of faith. But if my hope gives way to your world, It may come as a stranger in hesitating steps. I have lost many things disguised in words. Oh, but what I have won; Once upon … Continue reading My share of losing

Purple Darkness


 Purple Darkness A day that can be ruled by a kiss A twist and a twirl with a Prince I just wanted to touch your soul I have no past, I need no future A never-ending reign of dreams To plunge into your fantasy In wonderous memories of love remembered Rip out and burn those false beginnings A candle’s scent; to keep you company I offered a gate into the wild of purple With music that can make you dance till tomorrow That is all I have to give, before the end of me And after I’m gone, change what … Continue reading Purple Darkness

The Bridge Across the Sea


The Bridge Across the Sea by Maria Fokas On my death-bed, I say my last goodbye. I do not utter his name; a forgiving tragedy; And to his final question: I speak a lie. I shall not shed another tear for the moments denied. I shall not shed another tear for foolish twisted humanity – I shall not shed another tear for that weakness to suppose. Erase me from your past; . . . the years you have forsaken me – Each genuine day; Each generous hour; A love I embraced: In pure desire, his lips I kissed – Every … Continue reading The Bridge Across the Sea

Scars Set in Stone


Scars Set in Stone by Maria Fokas Just because you buried our journey Does not make it disappear Just because you have forsaken me Does not mean you never loved me That I have succumbed to defeat Does not mean I wanted to leave Your silence never depicted indifference As my smile did not prove a trace of hope Of stories which trouble the heart In words which sicken the soul Everywhere an abundance of woe: A half-finished love affair bound to crucifixion A misdeed triggered to destroy a kind gesture A deserted dream to leverage false sense of balance … Continue reading Scars Set in Stone

Sparks of Light


Sparks of Light by Maria Fokas Torn to shreds by spite; But it will pass, like all misfortunes do. Our greatest fears come true, sometimes; Truths which scar the soul – But it is not the silence which breaks me; It is what silence leaves behind in its passing – And in my grieving moment; The defeat is not of a lost love. I fought for you with all my might; As if it were my last battle – How can we know the truth from a lie? Surely not by generous manners – Could it be by a gentle touch, … Continue reading Sparks of Light

Little Boats


Life Boats by Maria Fokas Little boats stippled along the horizon of a golden sea; Inside my head, taintless journeys with innocent intentions – Temporary moments that last forever; recurring with seasons’ comings Tenuous threads that never break, beautifully wrapping wasted space in time Lifeless obstacles beneath the surface; like a vice, never committed Exempt from the fear of loss; I gather my drifted self – Bereft of a farewell kiss; {up in the sky} clouds cover me like an ivory laced blanket; On the day of the dead, my life begins with antithetical inclinations of love – Autumn frosted maple … Continue reading Little Boats