I could rest my head 
On my deathbed 
And say oh darling
I die more alive than ever
Resume! 
I please to spend innumerable days
Inside this coffin, 
As the gleaming sun shines 
From my chest 
And burns every bone 
Tightly sticking 
To this temporary structure 
A million times! A million times! 
I went straight to the bottom 
Travelled the depths of this sea 
And saw no more than solid darkness
Deafening,blind, heart-wrenching; hazardous
A sea of dead glee.
But a chest of untouched hope
The only treasure I stole 
Emptied in my veins
Seething with my blood
As I lay in my deathbed
Tina RSH ©
12:15 PM

No this wasn't platonic, white and placid
Made out of crimson cherries and blueberries 
It was amplifying, reddish, corrosive as acid 
I couldn't move my jaw, or breathe; I choked 
Like breathing was an illusion I saw before my eye
No! This didn't go away with time.
It resided, very well groomed in my heart 
Oh closely! Listen! Can you hear it beat?
And thump, and pound and pound and pound!
No it wasn't an aimless seed planted perfect 
It was an explosive, a bomb you say! 
What has this world got against my heart? 
It cracked, held still and shattered, by sudden?
No! Well rehearsed plots, undergoing attacks. 
And words came bursting out, 
And blood flooded my mouth 
And specked your charming face . 
And I fell...
Into your arms, you ask?
No! Onto the ground..
Onto the solid ground that kept me company. 
You left, my dear! 
Knowing not! Knowing not! 
How my craze is a realm of love 
And a touch of reality...
Tina RSH ©

No, poetry is not written in books
by scholars. It is etched upon
Lips that shape the sweetest murmurs
and bellow bare bitter truth
frantic as a madman, poetry
Held up with bra straps
and masked beneath an underwear
Hot, Succulent, lavish
Just that feminine, poetry
With all the morons who aim
to grasp it through stories
of a man and his lost love, poetry
is windswept hair and hips in motion
and twilight tears that flow like an ocean
poetry, with its complex simplicity
is a woman who reads bible in a *******
and wears bubblegum skirts to funerals
Tasted, embraced, kissed, licked, felt,poetry
can never be read..or understood.

Tina RSH

I have travelled from the lands
Of an unknown master that used to be you.
To a distant destiny, a residue
Of silent tears I shed past midnight
For the absence of you.
My throat clogged with screams.
My lips apart for expected moans
And eyes tight shut!
Crying over the absence of you.
The Absence of you
In a world so empty of light
And full of must-dos
Spinning in my head
Lies an imperfect dream
Of holding your hand
In the morning dew.
Tina RSH ©
14.04. 17

Flightless owl 
Who knows the dark corners 
Of night sky like the back of his hand 
His protruding eyes no longer shine 
To keep this darkness aglow 
Ah Sky, this mourning widow
The evil surges through her blood
‎And removes each star like a brushstroke 
Only to leave scars all around her body 
This life is poor, ******! 
A burning hell with no flames, no light 
To keep this mess together tight! 
Darkness speaks, and the owl sees. 
tragedy occurs out of hand 
And out of place 
With no good hands to keep it safe
With no trace to track 
This world runs amock 
Oh‎ this pain never ends. 
And sky cries ever louder..
Tina RSH ©

Trace, Trace, trace! Give me a trace 
Of his charming scent that once blew my way
And lounged on my nostrils. 
I have been blind ever since I lost my eyes 
To his spectacular sight. 
Grace! Grace! Grace! None has his! 
The midnight intruder trespassing my mind
A dream! He too feels.
My solitude is unholy and he is the Saint
To break this curse. 
Embrace! Embrace! Embrace this shattered heart
That once belonged to a zest chest 
Since I'm too cold to even move
Envelope my soul and carry me to your heaven. 
2:09 AM 
Tina RSH ©

I open the wooden door to my derelict mind
To see myself crawling on the wet playground of dreams ,‎
Where I have dwelled in, ever since you left
I clutch to an old photo of you that broadly beams 
It seems, as though millions of years have passed 
The first furtive gaze into your almond eyes 
The piles of midnight letters I could never send
Oh darling! Love deep buried in your heart lies
Like a dying ember in the arms of an antique fireplace ! 
I trace back to my past, when I had you close at hand.
My foolish mind devoiding the agony of your absence 
As for this tyrannical solitude I had never planned
I stand on a deserted island fenced by a sea
Of swimming monsters, that aim at my very soul
They, in quest to bite a piece of me ‎
And I, in the depth of this dream,roll and roll...
~Tina RSH

Like the footprint of rain in the gaze of sun
The ghost of a torrent, now has come undone
Woman of beauty, barely 22
This woman could be me or could be you
Feels the depth of earth like it is her womb
This nasty world of men diggin' her tomb
What a waste it is brimming with bliss
When your noose's disguised inside a kiss
Love comes and it goes, just like the wind blows
She falls in love but here come its woes
Woman of beauty, barely 22
This woman could be me or could be you
Sells her heart to strangers and thieves
Numb in the chest, She's no breath to breathe
Like the footprint of rain by the edge of shore
One moment she was and then was no more.

Tina RSH

Ebony black Pearl!
I play music tonight.
Listen carefully.
3:57 AM
27.07.17
Tina RSH ©

Eve! 
Alas my vicious mind overrides this place
Of sheltered freedom and tacit grace 
The magnificence of moments each passed by, poor
As a holy tidal wave,depositing debris on the shore 
I stood aimless mourning over the bygone landscape
That in my head crumpled and slipped through a gape
A foremost scar on my veins, coloured black 
An outraged bull, ready to make an attack back
Eve! O Eve! 
Here I dwell so secret on a perished soul, withdrawn 
From the miraculous bliss I found moments after dawn. 
The Elixir of bliss slipped through my fingers to fade. 
My weakened feet have no more road to wade. 
Eve! O dear Eve! 
Cherish this perished soul with your divinest love 
Seal my eyes, heal my wound, and let me hover above. 
As shiny stars are the jewel of night sky,
Give your love to make my heart glorify.
© Tina RSH

Through and through, he pulled me through 
With a magnet in his heart, a dream in his smile 
Befallen me, a timeless masquerade 
And Ceaseless feet 
That mindless grew, grew, grew...
Did I ever pause to rob a quick kiss
Or glance a furtive glance? 
I know not, I know not. 
No momentary pause , he took me high
He took me high
And higher and higher we flew.
Where did we travel to? 
I couldn't say, I had no clue. 
And When The world fell asleep
I muttered to his sweet ears: 
I have always loved you.
Tina RSH ©

I have sinned so far 
With your honeyed lips 
Dived against a dozen hazel waves
And Stolen pearl-filled shells
From the ocean of your eyes 
Begged your precious ears 
To let my foolish chatters pass by
For your rosebud to give off words
That dance around my heavy head
Gathered the scent of your cologne in my ***** 
That beats for every inch of your proximity
It burns my flushed flesh with searing sin 
And my heart with pleasant remorse  
May Lord God be Merciful to rebels
Who ran from sacred sanity to Love.
Tina RSH ©

Intrude my silence and set free
A dozen words never spoken with tongue 
Written on a heart harassed by sudden pain
My eyes never unwind from flowing rivers 
And certified facts prove this noble insanity
This parallel insomnia 
Residing in my head 
Clasping my throat 
With merciless force
Where do I begin? 
The nasty smell of drained blood
On my left arm 
the expanding ache 
In the pit of my stomach 
Or the numbness coming to freeze
Even my fingertips 
I am quite so done 
With the starry nights I enjoyed the least 
The rainy evenings I spent dreaming 
Of a sunny Sunday 
To awake with a soulful smile 
That never came...
I am done 
With the loveless parties 
I faked to take part in 
And every bit of the truth 
I swallowed 
Now I am done with this self
That was never mine.
4:49 am 
Tina RSH ©

Those derelict dead
ends of the soul
that bear mad
houses on their
shoulder,
All Nazis who came
back from the war,
the war that killed
sixty million cells
in their brains.
They came back for
love, put roses
into their guns and
shot like a madman.
There they dwell in
lonlely lonley
cells,
Within their own
boundries
Ceasing to feel
life pass through,
As the starving
walls hold out
their hands, for
the food that was
never given.
Tina RSH

This is where I stand.
Intrinsic beauty in each drop of tear
that splashes my eyes.
Pride in my unclad figure
like faith in a benign tumor
Behold the majesty of surrender
as I severe ties with a talking mind
that feeds on attention; evermore
Since I stand,free of giving.
Behold! I no longer am
the hands you can shake
or the lips you can kiss
My peers envy those tears
they cannot cry.

Tina RSH

I prefer to sleep all day long
You see, keep my eyes closed
Than stare at this multitude of ants
following the taste of something sweet
Where are you? In a hopeless dream I had
as I wallowed in the bitter reality
of your absence..
your absence..
your absence..
I will live to dream you are here
darling,
I hope those ants keep away from you
Lest you be bitten..
Lest you close your eyes.
-Tina RSH

O floating cloud! 
Take me to the end of the world
Deposit me on a solid piece of ground
My fists need to bite every inch of dust
My arms need to embrace the thin air 
And declare their nothingness
My hidden tears need overflowing 
And this thorn in my throat 
This thorn in my throat  
Scratches my voice
Blood pours out of my words 
And I breathe in a touch of silence 
The antidote to a dozen weeps 
I cannot withhold
I am one with the serenity 
Of a frozen lake, 
And The tranquil  ‎blackness of winter nights
O floating cloud! Be proud!
I have no wind to carry me anymore.
Tina RSH ©
13.07.17
7:23 PM

I have a way of saying I love you 
To every word that escapes my mind 
Where do you travel to? 
Do you fall beneath conscious sheets 
Or attach to my soul with glue? 
How many days I spent collecting you? 
In a noisy basket full of pride and panic
I guess half a dozen and few. 
Enchanted by your power, your snobbish hue
I search an empty basket over, over again 
This breath is wasted! This mind is subdued.
Tina RSH ©

Let us get out of
this augmented
little world
Mankind was
solitary from the
word go
Creating a roughly
meaningless charm
It is meaning I
yearn to seize
beyond this verse,
more so
When words fail to
paint the void I
breathe
As I watch each
moment pass away
I sit grieving for
a year or two
Before there comes
the unexpected
sharp dismay
And subdued
undefined
melancholy.
There is air beyond
my lungs
And love in the alr
And infinity in
love.
And meaning in the
dreams man ceased
to follow.
Tina RSH

Yes! She was me in a way or two 
She suffered from inadequacy 
A pink rose who wasn't sky blue 
In terms of beauty speaking,
She didn't have enough palms to hold attention
Her eyes no ocean to push a lover through 
The girl I killed was petite and serene 
khaki trousers ,white  woolen pullover 
Timeless words,‎ her mouth full of God 
She was a gifted, gifted scene in daily deja vu 
I never saw her from what she was 
I never breathed her breath or saw her cry
Instead, I destroyed her habitat, I cut her mahogany hair 
I cut her tender voice through 
I killed the girl I knew 
In a sense, I've killed myself dozen times more ado
I lost the girl who whispered : I am you.

Tina RSH ©