What You Eat

Echo Chamber - by yours truly Your carafe is made up of fractals of hate and serves nothing that isn't bitter and cold. So you know, the usual with a side dish of supremacy on pastel plate. Your reality is never up for debate as it simmers on just the right degrees to withhold the... Continue Reading →

Heartstrings

(Image credit: Gossamer by Marcela Bolívar) The beauty that died in her anonymityor the nest that lay broken in the silhouetteof her unnamed streetwas the least of life's tragedies,when they found how she had borrowedmoments of time inconspicuouslyto wield her melancholy with flaming inkand penned numerous poems with prose in between.Tearing herself, she stitched each... Continue Reading →

Pharos

Pharos - by yours truly. There are oceans filled to the brim with yawning stretches of gelid emptiness between our lips but you, much like a Pharos, shine through the damning chaos to navigate my each step and i, on a dirigible of Faith, keep sailing through this ether of angst, knowing it's to you, love,... Continue Reading →

Guise

Fabricated Truths - by yours truly. Living in a bubble, We love to swaddle uncomfortable truths with silver lies,  Going the distance in filtered spaces where in shallow graves we bury their cries. Cherrypicking for stories to fill our empty places, cloaking what we really mean with incredible guise. Seeking likeness in the likes to fortify our... Continue Reading →

Multiverse

Distorted Retrospections - by yours truly. My life would belie  this assertion that I am over the pain for I write of hypothesis where you exist & I feel alive. Grief spins me through seasons of reticence and hush but under downpour of monsoon is when I cry. They tell me how sorry they are... Continue Reading →

Moonstruck

Your mouthcourses down my neck,fingers rush into inscribe urgent newsinto my lungs,pulling me closeryou impel me to chime inwith the chaos& as if moonstruck, we tastein each other's fleshambrosia that for second helpingskeeps us coming back. --EntangleDesigns

Like A Butterfly

Metamorphosis - By yours truly. ACT 1 “You weren't being serious and you didn't say it first!” “I was and I did…” “No, you said you love me like you love the roses and the butterflies and, the stars!” “So?” “So that means you love me like I'm some common thing… like a butterfly? Would... Continue Reading →

Pride

Ephemeral Arrangements - by yours truly. Sadness clings to the fringes of my existence and though many storms have run past me, but it's the static of your silence that holds the solitary blame. I'll recover from visible bruises and aches, walk it off or better yet, dance through the pain, wearing usual nonchalance studded... Continue Reading →

Absence

  Tormenting Wants - by yours truly. Frigid vacuum of your absence slowly morphed into icicles of sorrow, they now hang, shimmering, by my ribs, reminders of an era when we knew nothing  but of fulgent Sun and perennial Spring.  EntangleDesigns

Wildfires

Shifts - By yours truly. Long have held these wretched gates of Inequality Built on corpses of Destitution by Brutality. But Winds of Time, never do they mind a singular march, Shifts are churning in the pits of Morality's arch. Rinsing viscous venality of Status quo, Rage is drowning indifference in floods of Furor. Gilded... Continue Reading →

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