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amrutha Apr 2017
It cannot be silenced
this throbbing hunger, as it burns mildly
a yellow flame against the silhouettes of now

They know what this madness is
this hunger that I talk of, this fire that keeps bustling
the stars are watching me
as I look back up
and they know
amrutha Feb 2017
and out of all the things I chose to remember
I remember
   the way she tries not to smile
when my eyes flutter close as I breathe the smell of
her body and
  how she writhes faultlessly like
the sun upon seawater
with subtlety her voice it blooms
inside my chest
still


Her lips stayed quiet most of the time.

She reminded me of mellow white flowers I remember
how I wanted to stay by her feet when I felt low
   her toes, pearls of deep blue waters I thought I remember
shone within her black eyes forever aglow.
amrutha Feb 2017
Oh, my dear
When I lay on the bed the way I do
I search for you

Your soul seduces me
   your voice, your unwavering stare
Oh, my dear
   how you make me sigh
   there's so much on your mind but you say nothing

Just sit there
and I shall dance
for you
amrutha Feb 2017
the stillness
of this innocent gloom

of the lanterns silently gazing at the open field, wet,
swaying
as the slow evening whispers, sighs
waiting for the sky to fall back into the sea

I'm sitting here
on the wet wooden stairway
and thinking of you
amrutha Dec 2016
the night is falling onto me
and my eyes stare at the descending blackness
that first frost touches my eyelash
and I shut them close,
collapse back into the
womb of death

morning's here
and I have nothing
amrutha Mar 2016
You hum a song inside of me
Just before the break of dawn
Spilling amber rays onto the morning water.

You light a bonfire in the middle of my chest
where legends melt into nothingness
where time bends and makes way, like the wood writhing in fire
In the steam that rises, you become one
with the teller of tales, the heat of my desire,
the ticking clock, the withering mud
Until again the fire dies
and the daylight settles down like dust.

You walk into this valley wet in fog
And ****** the life out of my body
I recognize you, the scent of your soul
The way your eyes look pleasingly at mine
Like a nightingale singing for her lover
Walking him into an eternity
where the tall blue mountains sleep.
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