Definitely doomed,  correctedly single

Reveries

In my mind's eyes beginnings twinkle.

Memory

Ceasing snowfall to pollins sprinkle

Fantasies

Through parted lips felt psychic tingle

Mostly living in my fantasy.

Her blood runs of anticorruption
Destroying the pigs of corruption
She stands with pride
With justice on her side
Dignity she will bring
She's not someone's play thing
She knows her worth
Since birth
Unique like a volkswagen
And courage like a dragon
She's bows down to no one.
She's like a loaded gun
When injustice is done
Never backs down
Or is she ever bound
she may face  life alone
But She will never be dethroned

The first time I fell inlove
I never knew I'd fall so hard
I never knew
It would be this hard
To love and be loved
The happiness
Engulfs you
Leaving no room
For imperfection
Everything seems perfect
But in reality
It is far from perfect
The heart matters
And everything else doesn't
Like a spell
You can't help it
Until that spell
Slowly melts away
And reality
Slowly seeps in
I come to see
What's really in front of me
And it's nowhere
Near from fantasy

My own right started
underground, resisting
the parental authority
it clamped itself

Their religious own right too
started underground, resisting
the established power
it clamped itself
and hangers-on

it fantasized
over later and practised
violence

so that I must remain silent
underground, powerless
I hold on
to understanding
what is not allowed
to be said

I fantasize
about the past and play football
without a ball

Misty little corner
In a blue Room
Calls out to the mourner
Immersed in doom.

Grey furniture makes
Greyer memories
Faults, taunts and insipid
Fallacies.

Blue is the colour of the eye
It's inside is filled with a neon so fly.
The pink tree of life ******
Venus flytrap dissolves in juices.

The eye looks, the eye appalls.
The eye resigns, the eye dissolves.

The pink trap reopens again.
Lust curls into the corner in vain.
The misty blue corner like a white canvas,
Fills with all its colours again.

Pink is the monster,
Blue is the perpetrator,
Green is the debilitator.

And I, the wild colourless mind,
Sits by the wall and conjures this mishap.
All dreams are flies,
And I, the Venus flytrap.

tighten your tanned arm around my waist
put your thumb inside my bottom lip
tell me how pretty i look in a dress
even more with it on the floor
and with a sun-dripping smile
i will bloom beneath the ripened lust
that seeps from your secret gaze
like a blazing hillside of orange poppies
shifting towards you in the soft wind
waiting to be crushed

Feigned innocence
Chaotic purity
Ruby trickling down her sacred lips
And he shivered
Breathing
Swollen and raw
Dark marks on impure skin
Golden blood running from ancient veins
Immortality
Silence
Then screaming
Echoes
And fading
Until secrets are unwoven
Like cloth unraveled on crooked forms
Throats pumping
Vulnerability
Danger
Love
Obsession
Ruby trickling
Ichor strings
Sharp teeth
Sharper hearts
Glass shards
Wholly heaving
Shudders
Pupils staring
Starlight
Dizziness
Thrilling
She bit
He cowered
The king
And his queen
She was the one who ruled

“If you knew that
It was my last day
What would you say to me?”
I inquired.

“Do me a favor.
Give your last day to me
And take my life,”
She replied with a good f*cking smile on her face
That numbed my soul.

****,
She still loves me
Way better than I had ever asked for!!!