Pain’s Lover

Lay me on the altar by the river,show me the shine of the sun on your blade.Metal looks beautiful in your hand,so hit me where it is most tender,and staple my eyes open through it all. Spread my lips so I don’t hiss,as on your fingers my soul melts.I fancy the mask you lay onContinue reading “Pain’s Lover”

Rain For The Wicked

I don’t ask much of the universeDon’t pour libations,nor face the eastern sun,or the western wind-in salutation . I don’t ask much of the universe,don’t stay a while to listen to the trees sing,or the rain clean.The leaves have turned without me seeing,stomped on caterpillars that hoped to be butterflies. I didn’t ask much fromContinue reading “Rain For The Wicked”

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”

Fragments

I’m sorryI’m sorry that when you stare at these broken pieces…all you will see is nothingness,incomplete puzzles that don’t make sense,incomplete puzzles that you can never figure out. I’m sorry that in my joy is –a practised laugh,a rehearsed pause.In my silence are words stifled by fear,yet I have no cause to be afraid. I’mContinue reading “Fragments”

Vivacity

Loud in my ears, quiet in my soul.Neon lights everywhere,looks like starsSquint my eyes against one,Kaleidoscope of greens, blues and yellows,mellow my soul oh ye modern inventionTic tac against these cobblestones,Peace in my heart,music in my head. Exhilaration,I spread my fingers.The world is my circus,I’m the clown.Tic tac against this asphalt,lemme make you laugh bloodyContinue reading “Vivacity”

The war is long 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 long over Ma”

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”