Goodnight, collector of all the stars in the sky,
I sleep under dark canvases as I surrender my mind to search for your light within the dark ruins of impassioned anguish,
the way one divine orchid conquers acres of empty fields,
turning them into the rarest and ravishing site,
you turn every barren region into a memorable and picturesque painting, breathing life
Nov 7, 2025
Nov 7, 2025 at 12:41 AM UTC
The forgiving, reassuring grace of
A moonlit confession
Truly speaking, I become one with that confession as I wear
It proudly, it is the cuffs around the wrists that, instead, give me the freedom
To freely bind myself to its stripped, bare admission
Consume me,
O, gracefully worded need
O, formidable expression, all is left
To be cuffed indefinitely is my mind to the stinging, sweet allure
Of your roused caress
Nov 5, 2025
Nov 5, 2025 at 11:31 AM UTC
This agony in lace,
Its cascade, the rain on desolate grounds that pray
For a strengthening grasp of roots from a rose
That agony in disguise, when I want you
Holding onto it, as it shatters the diamond locks to my repressed soul into sand
Like grenades in a coffin with rebirth reverberating
From a vacant box pretending to be a seed
I feel the blissful war of virtue countering the bloodshed of my dying ability to resist you,
As wounded silence drowns out the eyes speaking loud,
But never enough to silence them for long
Nov 3, 2025
Nov 3, 2025 at 10:34 PM UTC
the same actions stain future moments and bring about new tastes to the same cravings
A sophisticated crawl to just smell an illusion of breadcrumbs in your hands
I want to consume that dream with my eyes until they cannot bear to process any color or shape
There’s so much left on the front of lips
But tucked away behind the mind, fills with unquenchable impulse
As it spreads and crushes me
Ferocious bite- subdued by the sinking teeth of fate, like a ********* I beg to be chewed
Nov 1, 2025
Nov 1, 2025 at 11:56 PM UTC
If the moon can carry the night,
Testing it's strength
Herculean darkness, then I can carry the remembrances of you
With effortless ease that would make Atlas tremble to his knees
As I follow the steps like pressing the sequential piano keys to resurrect a symphony perished
I return back to the same end of hunger in
The middle of savoring every racing whisper of emotion, in shades of expressions and thoughts created for the first time, blindly kissing against the glass walls that separate pulsing reveries and
Retiring deeds of needing with the most wicked and burning declaration
Nov 1, 2025
Nov 1, 2025 at 11:51 AM UTC
I could never judge you on your absence.
For that glimpse of rarest blood moon was sufficient for a blind like me.
Apr 18, 2022
Apr 18, 2022 at 1:24 AM UTC
** ** **
it's Santa's turn to cut!
Whoops.
with my jolly color scheme,
no one can tell
that I am BLEEDING . . .
Dec 18, 2021
Dec 18, 2021 at 5:34 AM UTC