Dreams convalesce,
Clothes fall,
Sharp contrasts,
Fight each other.
Two fighters,
Stand tall,
Look head on,
Shoulders taut.
Eyes unflinching,
Pupils flashing,
Then they collide,
And make love.
Palms sweaty,
Eyes moist,
Voices shaky,
Knees joint.
Muscles tense,
Fingers twitching,
Tears flowing,
Emotions unboxed.
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Bright colours,
Colourful emotions,
Sharp contours,
The sea monster surfaces.
Its thick scales glisten,
Like a 5 year old I listen,
Its hoarse whisper rages,
I shudder in fear.
Spectres rise,
Weeping, screaming, seething,
Lost souls wander,
My heart splinters.
My smile fades,
My eyes lose their spark,
My hands tremble,
My voice catches.
Tears struggle to escape,
Age old prisoners writhe free,
Looking for a way out,
But there isn't any
My fingers skim the paper,
My skin feels hot,
I roll the beads between my fingers,
Watching one follow the other.
Music wafts through the air,
A requiem to my dreams,
I breathe, soil fills my lungs,
I choke and I am jolted back to reality.
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A princess lived in a tower,
She had attention every hour,
Her prince was always by her side,
For her he lived and for her he died.
Each day she tiptoed to the sill,
But he drew her safely back in,
Each day her wonder began to grow,
Only...she did not let it show.
One night as they slumbered neath the stars,
He willingly let her out of his grasp,
At the world she could only stare,
She wanted so much but did not dare.
She waited till his body was still,
And then creeped toward the forbidden sill,
She sat on the ledge and peered down,
Then looked back at what she had found.
The fall was steep but she didn't care much,
She still remembered his gentle touch,
She pulled at the branches and whipped them back,
In courage she did not lack.
Come dawn's kiss, the palace awoke,
He reached out, her cheek to stroke,
In a flash he knew she'd run away,
All he could do was weep and pray.
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Lights flicker on the water,
They lick the cool surface,
They dance gently,
And play games.
One step forward,
And ten steps back,
Inspite of its beauty,
It reveals what you lack.
I stand on the edge,
And gaze at the dark surface,
The tiny spots jump,
Like a child running amiss.
I dip my hand in,
The cold envelopes me,
I withdraw instantly,
And see my reflection.
It hurts to look,
My hand reaches out,
But I stop myself,
This is not what life's about
1 comment:
My head went a little numb reading the first part (being unabashedly truthful).
Reading through it all made me feel like i was traveling all over your head and ur "heart's mind" that you are trusting too much these days.
It's all well in their until now it seems... just some contradictions and a lot of expectations bursting like bubbles and multiplying by the minute...
Chill!
Love
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