Dear Eyes
Dear Eyes,I should have sheltered youfrom the things that seemed unseen,and I should have listened to you more.
But god help me if it was not also youwho showed me the ways of sin,and pointed my attentionto a place where a heart does not belong.
I...
Enlightenment Part III: Acceptance
Overwhelmed with such knowledge, Thoughts no longer his own and acts of pure will,He descended the mountain to his old home.
Everything felt the same.
There was buying, There was selling.
Talking to each person as if talking to the great sky,They responded, offering him guidance and...
Waves
it comes at night,
after soft, gruelling days.
like a tidal wave,
it rises and crashes over me:
dragging me under.
the current is much too
strong for me to fight.
so I will drown,
until somebody saves me.
Plywood and Duct Tape: Part II
It hit me full blast In an instant, Crack I fell It poured over me, Rushing and coursing. The hallucinations started to laugh as they took a fuller form, “Really?” One mocked. “You didn’t know what we were, Who we were?” I could...
Plywood and Duct Tape: Part I
I can feel the walls cracking, Breaking, The dam leaking. It is being held By plywood and duct tape. The cracks are growing larger, More and more keeps spilling out, I keep promising myself One more crack Then I’ll get help. The dam ruptures...
Schizophrenic
Anger Is such a pointless emotion Yet it consumes me Anger at voices nattering away, of silent words and silent urges. Tyrants in their kingdom Fighting off the plague I am alone, And surrounded, by war. Both sides fighting a constant battle, One heart...
Enigma of Love
Frozen eyes and scattered lips, that’s all left in your portrait.
Unzipped
wounds of cruelty are stained by scarlet white.
Fragments of linen hold up a fragrance which pierces my nose.
In your eyes, I am seeing me, placid,
But
mine turns out to be empty.
You, the...
You
I want to see you smile, I want to be the one to make you smile, I want to be there with you Through every moment. I want to hold you when you’re crying, I want my sweater to soak up your tears, I...
Enlightenment Part II: The Answer
He awoke to the sound of birds singing as the morning
sun rose up from behind the bleached horizon,
and chased the night away with its holy fire.
Feeling apologetic for his behaviour, the man
decided to ask the wind, once again,
but this time a...
The Sound of Rain
Searching for meaning in an empty coffee cup he sat around
the busy café contemplating life.
The rain pouring out her dreams and hopes on the clear
window as if to shout out “It is me your searching for!”
The coffee now gone just as his will for...