_This house_,
my senile cage, my belittling chains
_This house_,
my strangling gag
_This house_,
freedom is mythical
_This house_,
tearing the littlest of my escapes
_This house_,
making me ponder my next breaths
_This house_,
where my tears are insipid
_This house_,
where my cries are inane
_This house_,
my nightmares' tender handiwork
_This house_,
where I'm the nemesis
_This house_,
my fated funeral flower
_This house_,
the gravestone of an impending exigency.
Oct 2, 2025
Oct 2, 2025 at 10:53 AM UTC
_I am_
Nothing more than something
Nothing less than anything
_I stand_ on the line between
My brightest fears and
my darkest strengths
Wind wakes a wanderer
Current flows through a sailor
_I have neither and I am neither_
Forward is bitter
Backward is foolish
Left and right, Death's disguise
Muddled clarity, invisible light
Multiple reflections,
Maybe it's broken glass.
_The cliff waits for my decision
But for now,
I STAND STILL._
Oct 12, 2021
Oct 12, 2021 at 12:12 PM UTC
-Light-
_Darkness_ pours into me
in shimmering rivulets,
-Is-
thrumming in staccatos
of carnal dour;
-All-
begging me to yield, to burn,
to drown in its mercy,
-That-
But it knows not that
a flicker is all it takes
to _light_
-Remains-
Nov 15, 2020
Nov 15, 2020 at 10:39 AM UTC
_"...to live again."_
As I meld back into the
scarred infinity,
daffodils blossom
in my frostbitten dimples
giggles run wild,
over the slumbering
reminiscence,
the tide's ebbing away
slow and sure,
I kiss the raindrops goodbye,
yet,
the child inside,
never seems to die.
_"I wish..."_
Oct 21, 2020
Oct 21, 2020 at 10:48 AM UTC
_Withered and within
a dying breath
and yarns of endless ephemerae,
like thunder, like lightning,
igniting ages of delusion;_
__A fear.__
_Astral and adrift,
I bloom in adventures,
yet amble in ink of hundred hues,
like a bubble, like a feather,
lazing in prismatic pastels;_
__A vagabond.__
_Etched and enshrouded ,
a fiery trail of my footprints
I have yet to reach,
like a fantasy, like a nightmare,
calling, in dusk-soaked whispers;_
__A journey.__
A life ahead.
Oct 8, 2020
Oct 8, 2020 at 11:12 AM UTC
For months,
I've been wandering,
through winding
silences
hoping
I'd find your chaos
one day.
Aug 14, 2020
Aug 14, 2020 at 10:47 AM UTC
_I watch her.
I watch her,
as the night drapes over her window,
as the stars tangle in her hair,
I watch her,
as the chiseled imperfection
of the moon stirs her inky musings,
I watch her ,
in the uncertain glow of the dying candle,
in the torrent of tattered thoughts,
I watch her,
watching me through the silver-smeared glass,
through the pits of colourless brown,
I watch her as
she slowly traces the silence,
silencing the traces of him._
Aug 4, 2020
Aug 4, 2020 at 10:10 AM UTC
Monsoon's panoply,
a dimpled day's
smile;
windstrewn
gulmohars,
a blushing brocade,
'plop'-ing droplets,
a lilting cadence;
nostalgia
pervading through
the silver-scented
puddles of a
paperboat's elation;
July evenings
and
trinkets of
yesterday...
.
Jul 21, 2020
Jul 21, 2020 at 10:15 AM UTC
_The day betrays again,
Pallor crawls over my entirety
Mirrors are no longer the truth
Ashen grey swallows the only moon
My blood rejoices
My tainted, traitorous blood!
Your blood.
Cascading through my veins
Fated to this murk,
Shackled to your presence
Fading into a daze, slowly,
As frost singes this dread
No!
This will not be my ruin,
I will decide my own doom
This curse shall be undone!
O Count De Ville
My dagger shall impale your heart!_
-Mina Harker
Jul 6, 2020
Jul 6, 2020 at 10:03 AM UTC
Embedded in scarlet folds,
between the loops,
_simmers_
a tempest repressed;
feral tenor of its
soundless whispers
piercing through
the ivory cage
contained too long;
now a beast
_untamed_
dragging its talons
across my flesh
for the ink
it hunts
Embedded in scarlet folds,
between the loops
_rattles,_
a thought...
_Unleashed._
Jul 2, 2020
Jul 2, 2020 at 11:47 AM UTC