She
isnt playing you
She knows
your ******** needs a solution
She being the solution
has the right
to explore her options
Dont blame her
or yourself
You will only grow old.
With it.
Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 6:26 AM UTC
it's been a while since I wrote
words never came to me easy anyways
Apr 19, 2020
Apr 19, 2020 at 4:15 AM UTC
Keep the flame
from her womb
lit
it is not the kind
that engulfs
but lights up
the inside
of libraries and tombs
let her have
one last word with you
a rightful inheritance
to bequeath
a lasting impression
of you shooting away
a graceful embrace
of the fire trail
you leave behind
Apr 19, 2020
Apr 19, 2020 at 3:54 AM UTC
On the path
to the promised land
three kings lay slain
Robbed of their gold
and stripped of their splendour
they lay
in a pool of blood in the rain
The shooting star
they followed
was a blazing red
Souls lost in passion
fuming in its bed
(their flares now lead
soul-searchers to hell)
A caravan
that passed by
camped by the dead
They built 3 shrines
and hung 3 bells
Pilgrims were fed
and scriptures were read
The incense
they carried
was traded for gold
and 3 sets of attire
of the noble fold
The remains
of these kings
now sit crowned
in these shrines,
wrapped in robes
of shining silk
Scepters in their arms
they listen and behold
their stories being told
and fables unfold
Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 1:52 PM UTC
Reptilian flames
fanned,
by fangs of desire
burn,
as they crawl up my throat
When lullabies failed
to put me to sleep,
an army of mourners
tears in their eyes
sang me a song
and put me to sleep
gently rocking
in the silken cradle of her arms
Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 1:48 PM UTC
Four fairies were dancing
in the sea of summer's night
by a seabed of roses
and jasmines of delight
I, nonchalant
was gazing at the waves
when the westerly wind
brought me a whiff of her scent
a castle of emerald green
with angels at its gates
its courtyard with daisies
swaying in the wind
I, in my dream
was floating along
when I saw her in the moonlight
lost in my song
the fairies then led me
to her castle in the sea
lit in a haze
by moon's milken rays
I saw her by the pond
with geese splashing around
and a swarm of darting bees
feasting on fragrant white lilies
Lest this melody's green fade
in autumn's yellow glare
Lest my dream wither
in winter's barren despair
The fairies who blessed me
my soul's last prayer;
‘To the distant horizon, these verses fly
forever live, beyond the deep blue sky’
Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 1:42 PM UTC
Scatter my ashes
against the wind
sediment
sprout
a meadow of green bile
with blades of hatred
and lethal nectar
Aimless in flight
vultures
refuse to scavenge on lifeless prey
wanton mind
like a dervish whirl
******* child of a wanton world
Dunes shift
in playful lust
hood raised,
desert
with its venomous fangs wait
Lost in its orbit
spins the sun
eclipsed by
the funeral pyre
Enticing blue
spins its way
through a dungeon of darkness
Spectacular cosmos
a harem of ******
Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 1:39 PM UTC