The city is melting in the screams
In the dead of night,
From thick skins to thin skins,
So accustomed to fearful, bloodied scenes
As you walk through or past
blinking in the putrid smokes rising up like an atom explosion
compelling you to gouge your eyes out
or rip the flesh off your bones
You're knocked out in a floundering hill of carcass
I was there
I was scared
Unidentifiable in the crowd adorned with courage
As my people should be
They targeted me anyway
Emptying the barrel of a dozen revolvers
Hundreds of black-clad Darth Vaders
besieged my space once taken to be safe
Gone are those days entrusting 'law and order'
unmasking itself as a little less human
cutting innocent lives shorter and shorter
learning that it's after all a shape-shifting demon
"When I grow up I want to serve in the plice
Fools, you see what they want you to see
A provocation or condemnation
And they give you a taste of merciless damnation
My people play no part in the conflict
And yet. The demons in blue and green
orchestrate and construct minefields to ****
And yet. We don't plan to forfeit
I say 'We' on behalf of journalists
I say 'people' on behalf of journalists
also happen to be People with Emotions
Finding middle ground when the earth under your feet
crumbles. Living in Commotion
Power-hungry bodies are dark voids during a war
because money buys protection
because status breeds greed
Empowered bodies are overcome during a war
because all they feel is pain and fury
of measures shaking them to the burning core
They fired shots after shots
manhandling our right to exist
Our weapon of choice is the pen
we'll show them
tyranny is so close to its end
Nov 14, 2019
Nov 14, 2019 at 12:04 PM UTC
every attempt i try to forget all that we created
together in memories infused with sugar and salt,
water and flames, love and enmity,
I fail.
I fail and fail until my world comes crashing down in fear of losing a jewel-
You.
Encrusted with the gleam you inhale me with,
Reflecting on my sun-dazed skin
to cement our enmeshed bond.
A voice.
An image.
i’ve never met your gaze, your deep gaze
but I can.
Yet you disillusion me with your ignorance and
Silence.
i ask, “are you deserving of my love?”
“No”, says my wits
“Always”, says my soul.
Aug 22, 2016
Aug 22, 2016 at 8:45 AM UTC
unworthy.
I’ve been distant with myself
from what i want to do
places i want to go.
a flicker of flame burns in my flesh
calls out to the ***** moves i make in chess.
its not really me but the
devil wooing me to digress.
God is with me. I’m safe.
but these voiceless words devours my heart
unable to feel anything but below par
believe me, this is the longest war theres ever been
me versus me
not as loathing as the Russians and Americans
The sole vigor of wanting to win
comes from my faith in our Creator
till it plunges into the darkness once more.
never-ending, this **** in the mind
i won’t stop. i won’t stop before its defeated
the Duality of myself turning into a single voice
i won’t stop.
Mar 26, 2016
Mar 26, 2016 at 6:12 AM UTC
My Monday morning blues receded early
I owe to your touch, a generous touch of
Your dainty words formed as a garden
Painted with care, with love, with you.
The pavements track your footsteps
Those same light strides, ever so careful not to trample on the delicate sprouting life
Growing from concrete. They remember you.
The recluse river we used to reach out to
when either of us needed to disappear
Together.
Far from the world of overwhelming events of hostility, hate and harassment.
To sit and mull over bandaids to these ailments you believed could recover. See,
my intent was to just listen.
Listen to your wise whims of hope of this
Plagued world you incessantly unearth.
Beautiful, I thought.
The look of benevolence on your hands as you spread to the vastness of the dimming sky.
The pitch of ambition in your voice as your lips curve and unfurl to the strength of the pacing tides.
The glistening light of beauty in your eyes as you passionately look into mine and see nothing, but admiration.
Now bringing back those golden moments isn't viable or a breeze. Time has torn a rift between the vivacious vitality of Us.
Closing my windows and stargazing your Touch can only relieve me of my painful sighs.
Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 2:56 PM UTC
I think we were perfect
- too perfect.
That's why when we
Exploded,
you left me on earth
to dance with the stars.
Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 5:15 AM UTC
Beneath yours
My love lies
I
Don't want
The fire that rips
Open the schism
But
The water that feeds
Souls keeping us
Alive
Our love
Lush
Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 5:06 AM UTC
I stood in the storm
and prayed that the rain
would wash away
the want of you.
Nov 29, 2015
Nov 29, 2015 at 3:29 PM UTC
Oh, how beautiful is your heart.
Smeared with Piper nigrum
now maligned your Delphi art.
Unfolded,
your full-of-shit ignorance.
Saved,
would-be innocent souls
like me.
Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 9:39 AM UTC
The incessant turning of cogs in
an instrument ran by heart
Shambles.
Stoic, admonishing words
frolicking about as frail, free-floating petals.
Beneath it all the clamorous tug gibing with the
Very voices you kissed me with.
Cold, but
unwinding the taut flesh.
I stayed
though.
By your darkest demons, caressing with
Silk comfort.
Imbuing them with a dancing light lull:
your Reign of Melody.
To projectile your serenading strums,
To stretch out your fingers jangling,
on all the metal of the strings;
Gnashing the ivory saws of your teeth
you severed my bones.
I’ve become your music to trifle
I’ve become your naive, small bell boy.
“We’re not two, but one” you’d say. When
You knew all along, this song steered and dwindled
into paleness.
Sour hush.
Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 9:37 AM UTC
That risible laugh you say I cause and that you like
That husky voice that you speak in inhales my soul and I'm emptied with everything but love
I don't know what to call this
Butterflies
Random smiles at work
Though never seen you
But there's something about you
Everything you do is
And I admit
Is appealing
Enchanting
My world changes
You think I don't like you
But I do
I do
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 1:20 PM UTC