Mere words
lifeless
until they come in
to light
for what seems an enigma

...Transgression
of the usual trance...

A vivid distance
between boundaries
and freedom
Contradiction of
clashing thoughts where
complexities are never
complicated after
the whispers
echo
in a silenced
heartbeat
Perfection of a higher state
beckoning from the spiraling world of
poetry...

…A cold wind blows
awakening
a hollow in the heart
A familiar nostalgic entity
lurking in my nights
A melancholic singing of
desperate voices
whispering through the breeze of a dry
solitary
twilight
A haunting
embracing
the abode of my sanity
Running away
from an undeniable void
brought by dark fires and tears of
what was once thought a numb
beating heart
A nightmare in my slumber of
sleepless nights
Wanting to break free and light
the candle
to see through the dark
but I find myself being
succumb by the
cold…

...Arrows and spears
of daggers and knives
only a few can
make the heart
bleed
Afternoons
with the dawn of sunsets
descending into
subtle
hues
of a midnight nostalgia
where a whisper
tells stories about
the lamenting hurt
Swaying
with the cold trees
in a melancholic swing
watching every bloom
into a wither
brings a lot of memories
that were once
denied...