The Lie

Between the things we thought were missed And the ones we never find, lie dreams that pile on bucket lists And a life that’s lived confined. Between the chances we held in fists And the risks that we declined, lie fires dying in ash of what-ifs, And a fate to which we feel resigned. Between... Continue Reading →

Price

I paint them in red, those words that I choose not to voice And the ones that I write come out in black, When they hold inside a silver lie. I mourn the death of things that never came to life And the ones that did, I tied a noose around their neck, Carving rightness... Continue Reading →

Confection

Sweet Betelgeuse, if love could be measured in a cup, I’d give you nine plus a half, put aside seven for the rest and keep nothing for the one I keep failing to forget. But as it stands tonight, like it did yesterday, he, with all his defects - of which, there are countless to... Continue Reading →

Crossroads

Tonight there's no bag of tricks beside me out of which to spin ourselves a tale  of everlasting love or a spurned lover's plea. Heartbreaks seem to have lost their wail, saccharine romance is wearing tediousness under its gossamer negligee & my heart can find no bearings in that same old wearisome detail. These sanguine arms of Horizon... Continue Reading →

Killing

So now that you have found your little corner that’s bustling with ingratiating voices you so dearly adore, dressed in intricately woven tulle and fine muslin Their fawning lips keep screaming, “Encore!” Isn't it everything you wanted and still, so much more? So now that you have killed me, granted, for the umpteenth time Looks like this... Continue Reading →

Conviction

When I say I know you, I don’t mean that I know your favorite colorBe it Black, Grey, Red or Blueor maybe something duller?No such silly checklists, nope, none!And maybe if that's what you want, Then let’s all say “Hallelujah!” that I am not the One.But this feeling still drags me to the old hauntclaiming to innately know youeven if to you it feels an... 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 →

Fiddler

My whole beingdithers in harmonyWith each methodical bowingof your strings.Fingering subtlechanges in the notes,And my mood submits tosensuous altering,Pulsating your rhythmfinds its way into my lungs,And a jaded cast crumblesunder the wringBut if you think toplay me by the ear, Fiddler,Think again, For I’m the very Atmospherethat lets your dulcet melody spring. - EntangleDesigns

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