Bliss seeping in to my veins blending with the poison taking over the gall cleansing the blood the crimson twining with the gold smoke that is bliss My heart awakens beats in passion the gold enclosing the throbbing walls the rust that covers them sizzling with contact My blood turning warmer The shivers of cold quietening Bliss pouring in to ...
To be the darkness to take the shape of the void to dissolve against infinity silent and cold To expand into an eternity of indifferent non-being To evaporate into nothingness where the vacuum stands still Instead, this soul is a wound torn skin and exposed nerves sore and pulsing Hurting at the faintest pressure bearing a crimson sea underneath stifling ...
Fire, blood, death the world is bleeding the world is on fire fear, screams, pleas for aid agony, destruction, crumbling ashes The planet is exhaling smoke the planet is choking on tears Flesh and bone buried beneath layers of soil Frightened beings looking for a place to hide Lost, blind, going astray possessed demons keen to slay the mad victimized by ...
Stuffing capsules into my brain forcing light into my comforting darkness to slay the endearing phantom that haunts within for my eyes don’t reflect their definition of joy Stuffing capsules into my brain so my lips would bear their sickly sweet happiness My soul receiving doses of cure forcing one more happy day into a wretched lifelong story Stuffing capsules into ...
There are people who give everything they’ve got on the first try -they drain everything out of themselves and into their loved one -they empty themselves, rip their skin apart, expose themselves -wide and bare. They open up like a rainstorm and pour every single detail, every single look, every single sigh, every single honeyed-word, every single gesture and every ...
I can physically feel the hollow between my arms that yearns to be filled, to hold him close. An infinity of emotions concealed floodgates secured, holding a hurricane of feelings sigh after unheaved sigh – locked up within inert lungs love, this scented foam clogging my heart making me suffocate. Eyes gazing at a shadow, a turned back -leaving unconcerned ...
“The three kinds of feelings, O monks, are impermanent, compounded, dependently arisen, liable to destruction, to evanescence, to fading away, to cessation — namely, pleasant feeling, painful feeling, and neutral feeling.” — Lord Buddha, Anicca Sutta A little thought about the notion that true love is forever: I might sound silly to you but I’ve always believed -known- that there’s ...
I don’t know if I should be ashamed. Because my loyalty to clouds is inexcusably frail. I feel that clouds are mine when I see these wisps of ocean shine, adorned with the glory of the sun. Gold, bronze, orange, crimson, rose… Oh, the glory! I adore clouds most at sunset. How they’re stained with the radiant, luminous colors. How they ...
Ocean waves screeching at the top of their lungs tears leaking from their veins foam oozing at their lips Ocean waves heaving breaths bruised lungs tied to a rock Ocean waves with broken chains churning madly spraying pained screams up into the heavens whirling between these walls everywhere, all at once Ocean waves with a heavy heart blue, black and ...
A flower never worries how long ago she left her home inside the earth Innocently soft, she doesn’t know where her life rises out of She blooms without knowing how to bloom. The goldfish swims inside his fishbowl knowing only to breathe through his gills, kill his hunger and thirst, and just be a soul, wrapped inside water. ...
The demon that my mind conceived has a heartbeat now My fingertips are tingling waiting for it to bleed through them I wait, I wait for it to growl for it to consume My throat is choked without its breath So silently, I wait… — Senali Perera | 2.10.2016 9:15 PM
I’m a cat, I’m a bruise, I’m melancholy, I’m darkness, I’m a complaint, I’m emptiness, I’m the thoughts that tattoo death on my cerebrum, I’m the slayer of time, I’m the decaying, I’m flesh, I’m bone, I’m a grudge, I’m a caged raven, I’m unrequited love, I’m the mildewed youth, I’m an unrealized dream, I’m the lost hope, I’m a ...
I press my thumb to the base of my neck that hollow, nestled between your collarbones like the valleys of a golden brown desert where the winds flow like whispers -almost palpable And it throbs. This silent ghost, humming a tune to herself I feel life, pulsing against my coarse thumb And I wonder Of days lost in between consciousness ...
I wish I could say “We could’ve been so much more” But darling, no, this is all we could ever be- awkward, artificial and desperate. I wept a purple sea when you wrecked me but here you are again, demanding to be felt but my heart is cold and numb and does not beat for you anymore. Yet, you creep ...
I am such a transient light drawing fragile moths with torn, damaged wings Doors closing, footsteps fading I’m alone in the tunnel It’s dark but my eyes are well adjusted I glow alone, this flickering light casting ghostly shadows on the stone walls that surround me, breathing oxygen into bruised lungs I desire to burn until it’s time to burn ...
These torrid hours, the hands of the clock ticking as if pricking your eyeballs with needles Tick-tock, tick-tock and blink. Tearing eyes, yawning mouths decayed breath stirring the chaos Futility clinging to your bones like melting flesh like rags -torn, discolored, reeking. It clings to your bones like cellar spiders weaving webs, nestled into your joints and they creak. The ...
