In a sleepless night like this,
when an eternal silence is my sole companion, a sigh suddenly echoes your name out loud cracking the iciness of shattering moments. Sometime — the neverending night ends, and I stand behind the close-set bars of my window, with a numbness gathered from an unknown life sentence, I witness a sunrise with a dead — imperturbable gaze,
while the morning breeze brings me the scent of your memories those are long gone, perished in dusty pages of time yet feels so freshly wounded, blood stains — so deliciously colorful, and I inhale you unhesitatingly.
You are my salvation
through limitless love
and unendurable pain…
In a split second distance I breathe the same air you take in and that is how I have you inside me, for now and a lifetime…
Time heals the wound
slowly and painfully but it does
only leaving a scar behind
to tell a broken story…
No matter how much I try I cannot reach you so I am sending my soul out of this mortal cage to meet yours through the air to your lungs through dreams in your sleep through tears crawling down your cheeks through music to your heart through death to your life…
O’ my Goddess,
in your hair- cryptocrystalline blackishness
pierce deeply the sunshine,
when sway –
and night invades the day.
On your lips –
twilight deepens to scarlet
forming in crimson red,
crowns softly your twinkling smile,
when your celestial beauty
lilt an ethereal whisper –
sighs only I hear.
And those eyes –
penetrate my being with such affection, inebriate gasp in my breath –
your gentle confluence.
Yet more a terrible journey and I waded far far away
The mind is in complete disarray; encroaching into a very mid-day.
I exist and alive; and now awakened but a weary sigh heaved
through nostrils toward my – Self; my being cleaved.
Etched on my mind the very illustration of my entangled past
enraged me whilst I watch memories buried underneath years of dust.
Vivid-ness of a bright sun curtains my spectrum, my senses disavowed,
Away back somewhere a mystery may have unfolded and a ship wreck foreshadowed.
Be-wilderness devour my conscious yet I fly in tiresome direction
Over the beechen green of a nameless woodland, or may it my only fraction;
Wings spread out journey on such weary feathers anesthetizing momentum,
Up in the sky and beneath the sea, there betwixt lie bits of me undisturbed inside a sanctum.
The timeline past pulverized, only me and this very moment now left
standing at this edge, await to slog myself out of this mountain cleft.
Asking why these eyes filled with disguised faces (?)
White teeth smiles, only fake my heart embraces.
A day burns down to night with all its edges,
Under chilly night sky my soul utters immortal phrases.
Deepest night I hear from somewhere a wild wolf howls,
Screaming bronze-throat and underlying dust of bones.
Unknown fear haunts me down, around me lost wind moans,
Seeking for answers – on pages written some nameless poems.