I burn my body to ashes But my conscience savors and yearns I rot amidst my own ashes But my soul transpires beyond the patriarchal tavern. I burn and I smile Beyond my submissive rage For I have no dreams Only a small selfish realm. I burn and I smile Even from myContinue reading “I Smile.”
I am not a morning person But then again I am barely even a person, But since I am not a morning person And when I am forced to leave my warm smothered bed I cringe and cry Not wanting to rise. I shed off all my dreams When suddenly, my alarm screams AndContinue reading “Deep Blue Pajamas.”
I am fierce I am wild I am an emblem of self-implied exile. I am aggressive I am saucy I am an insignia of selfishly haughty. I am bold I am vain I am an image of disdain. I am dominant I am arrogant I am yet, a metaphor of a self-loathingContinue reading “The Mystical Pishogue #2”
Todays evening sun Reminds me of him… A ‘Him’- lonely, vibrant and distant. When I bask myself in its glory To brighten my inner joys, To enliven my hurting hunger. I draw him to me, in The dusk of my glooming room And sit atop Mouth on mouth, Body on body, Craving, thirsting- The mundaneContinue reading “Cacoethes.”
A car accident- A bump on the head, inside, “Thankfully, she is all right” The doctor sighed, But from inside the room she cried_ Crying and cursing her fate, The only time she sheds tears when she lost some weight.
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I see a girl standing erect, head high, hair open, long and roughly combed. She has gripped her sides of the dress tightly, way too tightly. Her toes are clinching the floor, scratching it. Her hair hides the corner of her face. She is fair, a small mark on her…