Ender : Writing

Russian Roulette

Russian Roulette

A Poem by Ender


everyday is just another mock, to your already pathetic existence.
My wild heart, will be the death of me.

My wild heart, will be the death of me.

A Poem by Ender


Passion is such a suffering...
ubiquitous ancester

ubiquitous ancester

A Poem by Ender


what secrets the wind carries...
Dead as air

Dead as air

A Poem by Ender


wishes, promises, dreams, goals, plans... all of these can be just as dead as air.
Inflation

Inflation

A Poem by Ender


I want to give a feeling in this poem - the want to land for security - on ground's earthy home.
My whispering

My whispering

A Poem by Ender


...I know this all to well.
My closet

My closet

A Poem by Ender


My friend Rj: You don't need a building, a high official in theology, or to travel anywhere; you just need to go into your closet. (he inspired me)
Rear-view mirror

Rear-view mirror

A Poem by Ender


How a parent must feel when they leave their children behind- this is my own experience- I was the child crying in the distance... I hope my dad reads..
Don't judge me

Don't judge me

A Poem by Ender


My point, is how you will feel persecution's domination.
Overtaking me

Overtaking me

A Poem by Ender


The main point is to be a fire. A brush burning fire, burning everything in it's path, but if it devours all what it has or is- there will be nothing ..