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Amethyste Jun 22
As I stood in the car,
Traveling from the airport to Oulu,
I could hear the radio,
Where the speaker
Was speaking in finnish;

I could not but notice that foreign accent,
And those repetitive sounds,
In every two syllabuses
Of «tt»
And «kk»

It is needless to say,
That I could not understand one word;
It is in that moment though,
That I was seeing the language
In its essence;

Seeing the language for what it is;
A set of sounds
That are not connected to anything or anyone;
Amethyste Jun 19
We were standing nearby the sea
…Drinking;
It was night.
And I had traveled from my city
To meet my cousin;

It had not been a happy decision,
It was simply an intrusive decision,
Of a devastated psyche,
Caught by a mental breakdown;

But there was this thing with this state
…It would somehow give you those outs,
Cuts!
Changes of routine!
That apart from the painful melody.

…Had the artistic touch,
The dark tunnels,
The unseen objects
…You would have not seen in a normal state;

So feeling very bad,
I had just taken the bus
And to be somewhere else.

…The first thought
Had been my cousin,
That lived nearby the sea;
The thing about the place we were in,
Was that it was made of a high,
Gigantic, metallic construction,
As if a city was being built nearby.

…It went well with the dark sky,
And the dark and harsh sounds of the waves;

There were psychedelic lights all around
And it went well with my state.

…Cosmo-Being caught in a Cosmo-Body,
Bleeding and spinning around;

He would say a couple of things,
And I would answer
…I was small,

Stood just as a dot,
In front of a building
Which was too expansive,
And took too much place and was undoing me;
Sometimes a person's soul is so beautiful, it breaks your heart,
and it does more than merely awaken.
It makes you question, leaving you a wholly different being than you were before your souls met.
The person you were before,
has been shaken from its shell,
and now has to learn to live in a world that seems foreign, seems out of place.
Life is never the same when we encounter such souls,
and why would we wish it to be?

-Rhia Clay
  Jun 16 Amethyste
MS
It engulfs me
The vision of you,
But I can’t reach out.
Amethyste Jun 16
I love you
And I can not believe I get to meet you
To touch you
To kiss you
You are too beautiful to be true

But here I am
Singing songs to the sun
Every time you write to me.
We can be strangers if you like
We can talk about the weather
Our silly plans for the weekend
Or how life has been kind to us
Trust me, I'm a terrific actor
You'll hardly be able to tell

We can be strangers if you like
Or at least we can pretend that
It doesn't shred us to pieces...
Have you ever come across friends and lovers that meant the world to you... and then had to act like they were mere acquaintances?
Never mind... hello there, stranger!
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