My Field Day by Stepfada

[tabby title="Poem"] Waking upI brush six of my teethTwo of my upper incisorsFour of my lower incisors I keep my grinFrom going beyond my hygieneUntil I stand before -Brownish childrenWho bear lots of -Hilarity to stage in thisFrowned environment of...

Pilgrimage by Stepfada

[tabby title="Poem"] The land has voyagedThrough thick & thinTo cater breathFor species to breathe We've made our effortTo vent out our living ideasUntil we'd dent surfacesTo prove that once we livedAnd cultivated marks,Proving our existence. I still stand, unshaken!The origami...

The Voices of Statues by Stepfada

[tabby title="Poem"] Love and light!The story of my beingIs becoming obscuredBy the lyrics of blasphemy I am a spiritDescending from aboveLike a dove diving downTo shed love and lifeTo the species beneathA metaphysical planetOf supernatural powers I am the historyRewriting...