Written after the verdict of Belfast Crown Court, 28 March 2018. Posted in UpDivine on 25 March 2021. https://www.thejournal.ie/rugby-rape-trial-10-3925775-Mar2018/
Did you asked yourself, “Who am I?” or “What your soul look like?” or “Is there something like Astral Dimension?” Who knows! But here’s what I thought….
That feeling of being trapped in a box of never ending sadness.
Today, I’m in the campus again. And, I’m very busy again and again as usual. By the way, today, I am not on my mood because it is cloudy and there is no sunlight and am feeling very sleepy, drowsy and depressive at the same time. While still strolling, for a sudden, I was eye to eye with a young blond-haired woman unexpectedly – she was just opposite of me about two meters away from me at the across of the slot. We are not acquainted against each other nor we haven’t seen each other before. I don’t know who she is and she does not know who I am too. Moreover, she is not attractive even though not a nice woman at all.
The Choice of a House, by J. W. Cassandra. I wrote this poem in 2017, yet. I translated it just now. The poem I placed into my volume 16, “Source-Light”, cycle “House of Fate”. Fate I use here as the synonym of the word ‘death’. I wrote in the flow of time, another cycle, belonging to the same volume, titled “The House of Life”. Later I will share some poems from that cycle, as well. I share it both in English and Hungarian. Illustration from Pixabay, image by Victoria Borodinova. I hope you like it. Anyway, I created my new website for my writings recently, who would like to see it, I will give the link in a comment by request. Thank you for reading my writings.
The Choice of a House, by J. W. Cassandra. I wrote this poem in 2017, yet. I translated it just now. The poem I placed into my volume 16, “Source-Light”, cycle “House of Fate”. Fate I use here as the synonym of the word ‘death’. I wrote in the flow of time, another cycle, belonging to the same volume, titled “The House of Life”. Later I will share some poems from that cycle, as well. I share it both in English and Hungarian. Illustration from Pixabay, image by Victoria Borodinova. I hope you like it. Anyway, I created my new website for my writings recently, who would like to see it, I will give the link in a comment by request. Thank you for reading my writings.
A clerihew is a 4-line poem with uneven line length and meter. The first line of the poem generally contains the name of the subject of the poem. This poem is about Anakin Skywalker and Ahsoka Tano.
She’s standing naked in the front of the mirror, Stares at her own reflection as she starts to shiver. She screams when she tries to pick up her own shards, Too sharp that makes an…
Tolerence A concept lacking within our community Because of the abundance of the superficialities Obsessed with defining the essence of our being Trying to suppress this anger here brewing Too preoccupied by the gender Expectations…
The Foot Steps, by J. W. Cassandra. I wrote this poem in 2014, yet. I translated it just now. The poem I placed into my volume 10, “Silence Embraces: the Silent Stirs”, cycle “Life-fruit”. I hope I could render its extraordinary sense. I will share it both in English and Hungarian. Illustration from Pixabay, image by Smimbipi.
The Foot Steps, by J. W. Cassandra. I wrote this poem in 2014, yet. I translated it just now. The poem I placed into my volume 10, “Silence Embraces: the Silent Stirs”, cycle “Life-fruit”. I hope I could render its extraordinary sense. I will share it both in English and Hungarian. Illustration from Pixabay, image by Smimbipi.
