Candles

They flickered, they did A spark was all it took. Molten wax, my skin wailed Orange flames, my eyes searched Infinite depths.   Flickers fickle with the way They shine Sometimes a slight, Sometimes, wildfire   They shined, they did Wood held no resistance Cloth, the most fragile And skin, The least protected   Fire…

Make me a blessing

This flesh was granted Not for the satisfactions that reach The depths of the skin But, to shelter the flayed   This blood was given Not for mere transportations of life But to pour some into The dying   This breath was given Not to breathe and let go when done But to reason a…

Quite tears

These sobs of quite hope Nights of invisible hope Create the new soul You deserved since the second The clouds decided to weep Over the ungrateful earth The rainbow painted The dark, selfish sky   The soul you longed for Is in its process of destruction and Growth   But baby, I’d come back Come…

Make your lash

Make me the drop in your ocean Of flowing rage and fierce I’d choose passion over fault Make your lash my default   The storms always lead to a calm But quite waters hide the path To the burning taste of Merciless writhe of want Of desire and love.  

His dream

My memory stands definite That park we made our home Bounded all that we were Held dear all that we had.   She left home each time I drove her mad Never did I look at that option Slight or fit, I knew she’d come back But this occurred when she did not   Our…

Little soul

I’m sorry I did all I had to I’m sorry I was there I’m sorry I gave my all And got nothing more than despair   I’m sorry I forgot That one among a million I’m sorry I proved you wrong That I’m just human   I’m sorry I’m a mess That needs more love…

Twelve Heavens Apart

Fantasy was never his type, he preferred the bitter reality any day. Beginning from the time he met her.       Love has quite often taught us things we might have never understood and made us people we probably might have even despised. Richard Coles fell majorly victim to this healing curse that made him lose…

His breath, Her life

“I’m sorry” she sobbed. “And why’s that?” he grunted. “I’ve needed air all my life to survive But now, I breathe you And every moment apart is a cry A wish, a lament That I’d rather die Knowing you were my last, Satisfied that once I hold you tight You’d just live there, in me…

Beautiful Misery

Hang in there Little explosive Your mind is your master Your heart, your creator   Give the wind, space to settle The breeze may extinguish your flame But the Sun always believes in revival A chance to ignite, Again   The sea writhes as the fire dips in her Travels with the shade of her…

Makes you stronger

What doesn’t kill you Makes you want to scream so loud The air around wouldn’t move The breath, wouldn’t calm The rage wouldn’t heal Yet they say, it makes you stronger   What doesn’t kill you Makes you want to tear up Tear up your heart, so that You would never have to feel again…

Sane madness

Little unfriendly moments Reminding you, “We’re all back to dust” Forget the rest, your own body is not worth Comforting it, fulfilling the lust “I rather hit the grave, than hit the bed” Then I wouldn’t have to cry myself to sleep Probably then, He’d lessen my heap Or I might just have to carry…