Addictions

Addictions

Love is a repulsive infection of the Being. 

Never quite crisp as the molecules in the sky- But

Thick and sticky as the Aroma of the sea. 

As pompous and pretentious as a peacock in bloom. 

And as bloody and burning as the Flesh on our lips.

Never quite contained as a tiger amongst its leaves- Yet

Dangerous as a swallow swooping to its death. 

As inconsistent as the rivers winding between Land's sheets.

As tormenting as the taste of waves in your breast and bone-

And-

As Longing as the light of nectar spreading through a Dreamer's veins.

- March 2013

Voices

Voices

Jagged and silent as the moonless night

Quivering like the evergreen leaves. 

Thirsting and yearning for the drop of blood, 

So pure, so bright, 

So erratic to to taint and cast ripples in the Sea. 

- January 2013

12:41

12:41 

After the sound of cars roaring have halted, 

During the time when the clouds have all dispersed, 

While the stars have failed their introductions,

Just when all the birds have lost their voices in unison, 

Where even the dusts have not dared to breathe...

Is it normal to be frightened? 

- October 2012 

Life Should Be

Life Should Be

Life should be a beautiful sunset bleeding beneath the willow trees.

A sorrowful love song birthed by fingers waltzing with keys. 

An antique painting of a Woman who used to be,

With eyes liquid soft and brown waves 

Crashing against the crushed pearls kissing her skin. 

Life should be an evening filled with emerald dusts swirling with

The dark heralds; 

As sweet as bitter poetry whirling between lips and flesh, 

And dissipating into the finite sky. 

- March 2013

My Obsession

My Obsession 

Look at my heart. 

Please do not throw it away. 

Please don't shun it. 

I know it's dirty and crooked. 

It's not pure, but please, look at my heart. 

Feel my trembling blood pulsating through

Taste the drunken tears of my twisted mind. 

Gently caress the bloodied shadow of my past, 

And whisper of our obsession. 

My lips cry out of the blasphemy of desire, 

The illusions and euphoric bullet demons lace on our faces. 

The black silk intertwining out tragic souls. 

Yet, my emotions crave for the death wish, 

My mind frenzied and tearing for the high, 

Drunkness, 

Clawing my throat and flesh from the possession. 

For you my love. 

For love. 

So, please, I plead with you, 

Desperately, 

Longingly.

Even though it's jagged and ugly, 

Monstrous and hideous. 

I plead with you 

To please

Look at my heart. 

- September 2012

My Obsession

My Obsession

 

Look at my heart.

Please do not throw it away. Please don’t shun it.

I know it’s dirty and crooked.

It’s not pure, but please, look at my heart.

 

Feel my trembling blood pulsating through.

Taste the drunken tears of my twisted mind.

Gently caress the bloodied shadow of my past,

And whisper of our obsession.

 

My lips cry out of the blasphemy of desire,

The illusions and euphoric bullet the demons lace on our faces.

The black silk intertwining our tragic souls.

 

Yet, my emotions crave for the death wish,

My mind frenzied and tearing for the high, drunkenness,

Clawing my throat and flesh from the possession.

For you, my love.

For love.

 

So, please, I plead with you,

Desperately.

Even though it’s jagged and ugly,

Monstrous and Hideous.

I plead with you

To please

 

Look at my heart.

-Sepember 2012





Tragic Loves

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Eyes Wide Open

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Release

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Tattoos and Smoking Rainbows

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