Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
touka Aug 2014
A faith to laws;
victim to burdens
and heavy with flaws,
yet sails seas in sleep,
breathing untouched miles,
A life from mans keep
with plentiful isles.
Under in dream, away from toil.
Relief is her coastlines and seagulls,
ebonies and greens,
pastels and neons,

pure to the seam

and whole.
touka Aug 2014
Impressionable and young
with passions plentiful,
yet still empty to cause,
and violent alone.
inwards: an expression out
ranges in colors, with apprehension of variety,
yet tasteless
and bound to fears
existing ever since her image
was built up.
An idea of youth and it's contents.
What circumstances, love.
Apparently, your decision of uphill or downhill is now. bright and early.
seems like efforts wasted.
touka Aug 2014
oleander pale
in love with the scarlet
ardent against the gale

empty walls
chipping their paint
arms of war
had settled stains

tinderbox broken
for a half-assed light
baneful prayers
and their volume's height

artlessly, the breathings
of a craven deep in night.
panic attacks,
and whatever else my fingers dreamed up.

— The End —