Elioinai

Oct 2015

LB Parker

Fragile
Pale
Paper thin
Who she was is hiding within

I cry
And plead
Through quivering lips
As her essence slips through my finger tips

Her soul
Her heart
And Her mind
Disconnected all this time

So I pray and pray that she may stay
One more day, I say, just one more day

With love, kelsey
Something terrible has happened to me and my family. Please keeps us in your prayers.

#pain #death #loss

Oct 2015

Seán Mac Falls

Summer

Bare feet on long beach
So short was our time together
Sands slipping to sea

#love #haiku #loss #memory #youth

Oct 2015

Pradip Chattopadhyay

Rufous Treepie

Cinnamon and black grey
breaks the summer's doze
the voice gives away
it's sitting somewhere close.

The shade of a mango tree
that rests the wings from sun
breaks the day busy
to a lonely space for one.

In its eyes black bead dark
solitude wears a skin
a sadness makes its mark
of a silent cry within.

It dips beak deep for preens
cleanse that's daily a chore
another day quick spins
shadows are longer more.

a bird native to the Indian subcontinent.
inspired by one such lonely bird on a mango tree.

Elioinai Oct 2015

walks in space 1

I dusted off some dreams
and shot them in the sky
I was short on shooting stars
and starved for higher light
My box of fire seems empty now
my ride is low on fuel
But I will tread on comet trails
and drink the milk of moons

#dream #life #fight #stars #space #strong #astronaut #rocket #holdon #comet

Elioinai Sep 2015

shadow beats

I look into my misty minds
amid the wafting vapors
ghosts and shadows
flit among the chimes
the bells that sing of well formed things
are joined with indelible dark gongs
the thrums of unresolved pains
the scarring beat of ingrained sins

My emotions are so spastic right now. I'm not a calm, collected person like I pretend. I need hugs.

#anxiety #dark #sins #issues #shadows #ghosts

Elioinai Sep 2015

broken love

It's been a few weeks
since I felt whole, unbroken
The first time in so long
Now that joy feels stolen

I didn't know to know myself
the knife must cut so deep
I'd wish myself away into mock sleep

Now all that I can hear is the rushing out of my own blood
and the whispers blaming it on all that love
the love that drove me into hiding

I still have a decent life but I can't cope. It seems all my problems have been caused by my secret anxious heart that fears every little thing and tries to carry too many of the others. I thought I was chill. I thought I was achieving the laid back persona I had idolized for so long. Then I got sick again. This time it's Adrenal Fatigue Syndrome, Stage 3. I don't want to be a half invalid for 6 months.

#love #broken #life #hope #sleep #weak #blood #joy #sick #rest