lonely – Darkness and light

The Myth of Time

One day we will look back to those daysIced tea in our hands;something to cool our veins as our blood races home.One day we will look back,nothing in our palms but webbed lines that point home,but home is empty and the chickens didn’t come home to roost,the hearth is cold and the ashes were blownContinue reading “The Myth of Time”

Mirror

HeyWhy do you have wrinkles?They stretch down,fold your smile…close your eyes…when you smileCan’t look up without that fold between your eyes.You don’t want it anymore?You don’t feel sensual and sexualWhat if like him they go from obsession to indifference?You were pretty once. Now… when you look in the mirror,your face stretches downWhen you look inContinue reading “Mirror”

Felicity

Maybe I will want to replay memories with you,amidst the static and the echoing distanceJust so I can trace myself back to those memories.Will you be okay?Will I be okay? Can I lie on your chest,Pretend I can hear your heart beat and close my eyes?Hold you tight and smell your skinLegs tangled with yours,HeadContinue reading “Felicity”

A Mile in Your Shoes

I’d scrutinize addicts confess their relapses,my face passive while I judged them silently,self-righteously thinking,“Oh! What a great tragedy drugs are! How could they bear the devastation of addiction, the humiliation of relapse,the fall from grace”I would never be like them I was sure. Yesterday I was stuck in bed,stuck in a mental loop of tortureContinue reading “A Mile in Your Shoes”

Solitary

For loneliness was when I stood aside and watched the peace that filled the room.Locked out I resulted to the glass,looking in,Love a fruit I wanted washing down my throat to my cells. Pain a thorn forever on my side;I let it fester,watching the pus and swelling,.Even the flies find a home,and I can’t. IContinue reading “Solitary”

Washed out

I like to believe I’m loyal,hence why I stay around you for so long.I like to believe I’m good, that is why I sacrifice my comforts for you.I like to believe I might be too much,and that is why I ask you if I can sit before I take a seat. See, I’ve learnt aContinue reading “Washed out”

The war is over ma

I look at my mother, and tears well. She is a warrior emerged from battle, And it sometimes saddens me that- She still wears her armour when the war is long over. I’ve watched half of her battles, Seen her on the frontline- Taking in the arrows for those behind. I’ve watched her detach them,Continue reading “The war is over ma”

Kismet

There’s an eye out thereHis disciples, us lost in its hypnosisTwo separate souls,our lives mirrorMy shame you recognizeThe bedlam of my mind you navigateThe pain of your past I patchOn a hill somewhereOverlooking the lands that hurt usSilence prevails, allows the wind to ruleOn that hill we worship,an eye to my soul to your soulSomeContinue reading “Kismet”

Lucid

Lady of the ton walks alone Head bent lowShame around her head a halo Lady of the ton walks aloneHands fisted on airFeet hitting a lonely staccato on the grey sidewalk Lady of the ton looks at the city mirrorsHer wet eyes they mirrorHer lonely visage a deep contrast to whiles ago Lady of theContinue reading “Lucid”