It speaks to me with condescending tone
That all what seems bright appeared dull
The dissonance of the motor holds
What describes machinations of inertia
It is stuck, unrearing, for the voice speaks in muttering
The sepia tones, the most vivid showcasing
Of black and white.
It spoke to me with a calming voice
I merely accepted my fate and stabbed myself in the head
Jan 10, 2018
Jan 10, 2018 at 6:01 PM UTC
The mellow tunes when she slumbers
Hum that calming melody
Why soothing notes prevail
That cacophony of misery
To me, that sentiment of doubt lingers
As I remained in mystery
Melodious tones howl in the wind
To me, it can play forever
This enigma, the solemn symphony
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 4:43 PM UTC
Of many a leaflet falls, they flutter
They soar along the roaring wind
Through the skyline of tomorrow
They migrate to never return
The embargo of the golden gleam
Proved the world veiling pristine,
Serene demeanour, as traces of dull leaf
Dwindle past my feet.
The tokens of desecration remained
For prosperity left traces of the forbidden.
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 4:38 PM UTC
In the shade of the twilit sky
Incandescent embers rose and covered
My sight.
Its warmth trailing the contour of me
Yet what remained, an effigy
Blank carcass amongst putrid mess
Cracks in its slate, cavity ridden.
The hollow holes howled in the wind
As it exhaled for the last time.
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 4:38 PM UTC
White noise
Grey noise
Endless cacophony of
noice
B own noise
_Pink no se_
Noises, noiss, no i sesss
No ises
Noise s
Noi se
Cease
the
noise
.
Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 5:00 PM UTC
The ceiling crying in exasperation
Amongst the silence the blanket of obscurity brought
Yet it was clad in supernovas of glee
The artificial constellations concealing the sky
The northern star guiding you
Towards the occurence of intention
For the newest spark of innovation
Rushes through the system of hope
As the sky exploded in elation in its annual spiel
The songs of prosperity embraced me
The astronomical certainty
Of an era anew
Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 4:56 PM UTC
Hopeless endeavour.
The desecration of vitality,
Melancholy entices the pond of hope, repelling golden shimmering.
Infernal tendrils bringing insight to carress in snide
Dug its sharp elongated thorns inside, mending its stride
Gently encompass its roots around the mask,
The concrete veil that shone brightly in false atonement.
Expulsion from the realm of gold, sent astray for an eternity;
Such naïve, brazen happiness, ignorant of the caveats
The mere playground of unbridled mania quarantined.
Faux manifestations of an illusory smile,
For the horizon cast mere wisps of blight,
Rejecting heartbeat of rays gone awry.
They smirk as they watch you flee.
Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 11:08 AM UTC
It is time you faced that abomination.
You don't need to be secretive about it;
You falter on the mere embrace of shame.
The frightening realisation that was brought forth
When you stumbled on the playground of greed.
The pestering of hands that point and eyes that stare
Bridled to your chest with lust for the meek.
On the edge of time you stood, floudering in a haze
To cope with the piercing daze of vertigo
Thus I ask to abolish that hurt
To call your empty heart and let go.
Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 11:00 AM UTC
Dried paint dripped past the canvas
In a velvet scarlet red it dropped
On the floor, in front of my feet
The exposition, as astonishing, pierced my perception
Whenever the cave opened, it was visible
Moving carricatures of obscene defeat
In front of me stood the hideous exemplar of fear
Most importantly, I saw the reflection speak in the mirror
Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 10:55 AM UTC
I watched the boiling gleam amass inside
The radiant glow that embraced me in warmth
It enticed me in its heat, intention underneath
As it burned intensely like the sun
Incandescent flourish of the fire
The blossoming of inspiration
I was embued in the amber hue
Renaissance of my inner witness
I brought my emotions to the front
As the calm finally hit me
Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 10:46 AM UTC