Shrika

Shrika May 2020

I wake up to a morning where,
Splendour sketches an idyllic scene,
Snowy clouds shroud the dazzling sun,
Swallows soar high, gliding,
Through these vehement winds,
Rustling leaves sing an ode to this peace,
Grey, white, blue, blur into one,
A myriad of colours found beautiful by none,
All Acts and Roles- forgotten,
And the Play- lost,
Trapped in this second,
Enchanted by no magic,
Every passing moment envies the next,
Solitude settles in the air,
Loneliness bids me goodbye,
Rationale screams for realization,
But soul guides me to tranquility,
Life seeps back into me;

I'm awake.
I find joy.
I find myself.

Today's weather made me poetic, I guess.
And dull, grey skies are something I love.

#calm #nature #joy #peace #inspiration #6

Shrika May 2020

Heart

I pieced it back together,
It took me forever,
It's still fragile,
I'm trusting you,
Please don't break it again,
I don't think I can fix it this time.

I can't afford another forever.

#heart #trust #broken #5

Shrika Apr 2020

Colour

Sunshine felt warmer than yesterday,
Melting the ice in my bones,
I felt calm and free,
Without a care in the world,
I remember wearing a white dress this morning,
As I sat, holding my cup of tea,
But I love this colour,
Even my sister's blood looked pretty.

#dark #sister #****** #jealousy #4

Apr 2020

idiosyncrasy

4/20

if this smoke
buries me
six feet under

at least i'll
be able to
see the clouds

when i'm in
hell

happy 4/20 everyone.

really quick: drugs kinda rock, but pleasepleaseplease be careful and responsible in how you use them. i understand the need to visit that third space that can only be reached through mind altering substances, but please do not get addicted to those chemicals. if there is one thing that is super important for your body, it's balance. please do not od. that is terrifying on a variety of levels for you and your loved ones.

now. i'm not your mom. and you should have fun. but please just be careful. the world needs you <3

that said. light up and pass it around.

Shrika Apr 2020

Words

Silky- smooth,
Velvety words,
Envelop me,
Until I'm cosy, and warm,
Illusion of a haven-
Vulnerable, unguarded,
Obscured under my trust-
Words,
Or should I say?
Knives,
Stab me,
Again,
And Again,
Life's draining out of me.

Why did you do this ?

#betrayal #broken #again #3

Apr 2020

Sooraz

in the backyard

the world; an elaborate painting.
brushed,
      the white
limbs tangled in a blue sky;
the green
locks of hair in dirt.

the rust of old roof, flaked
deliberately;
every second existing
perfectly,
  purposefully


a birdsong on time.

the sunlight, itself crafted;
shaped,
but itself shaping
the shadows below,
reflections above;

tinkered with and tinkering with
    obsessed over and obsessing over,
endlessly and endlessly.

the world; extrapolated
         within
the boundaries of a chain link fence,

swaddles bones
in muscle, and muscle
     in skin,
and skin, with

the world,