Old Fashioned Room

 Just a kid in an old fashioned room
Where materials are just a gimmick of fading lies
As today I woke up in her embrace
And the world was true
The smiles were real
As happiness was an infinity guest to our quarters
But this was just before time

For time stole the real
Leaving the room's brightness blue
As tears of truth could be seen streaming
And the fabric of society teed
Leading a mystic nightmares trail to bed
For where warmth stood
Is rigged with haven of quarrels

Leaving the happiness quarters a void
As the harlot sadness house the room
Fixated a dungeon of regrets to bare
For the broen bottle befriends
Abandoning kitchen counters with misplaced memories
Where I was just a kid in an old fashioned room
Now renovated to modern horrors.

Catch 22

 If only you could believe the lies I baptized my soul in
If only you could believe the sight I roped my heart at
You could simply call my being here a miracle
For down to the waist
I sand trapped myself
Sinking deeply by the second
But miraculously I am still here
Calling names to the spirits beyond my veil
As I veil my shame in shunning the truth
Soiling all the evidence
Seeking to choke the lies I wear

If only you could believe the lies I soaked my soul in
If only you could believe the eye I fixed my heart at
You could honestly call my life an illusion
For anchored to the bottom
My legs pull me down
As I further fall to the trappings of my thoughts
Crowning the lies i tailores to regalia.

Colliding Nature

Like a blank page ready to be scripted on

your words bled through the barrel
inking onto a tinted canvas
teared up by the past
afraid to be amused again
SHUT!

So I crept in my shell
as the poetess glow
amused my eyes
disbelieved to lust
STRUCK!

Shunning all of me
I plead at the feet of your heart
seeking what my soul longing call for
as I get lost in a maze of desire
ALTERED!

So words got louder
though silently they played the mind
enticed by the body of thoughts
"I WANT YOU TO BE MINE!"
screamed louder in the vocals of my heart
BEDDED!

Better Be Me.

Better be me

fielding glory to a thorny throne

Deemed a fool

as the lazy poison the air

 

Am I one?

tracking questions

flooding the brains

branded a dull game.

 

As outcast carol

Sound the horns

hanged to hope

choking the air.

 

Better be me

than bleed vanity

for morrow

never come to help

but laugh itself to cure

queued in distress.

Do You?

 In no particular order
Heart bleeds to bend
Scrapping the floor
Little by little lost

For the sun scorched
Mercilessly hitting the top
Yet stunned at the moon
Stained by the rose

They called it
"Pre-run to life"
But begging souls
Poured out poor words
Seeking riches within the reach

But the story remain the same
Matters over impossible tales
Holding tell buttons
To fled the sense
Un-argued to take the stand
As this was the case of angel's

"Do you remember my pain!?"

Toxic Love

 I am sorry,
I couldn't plead my joy
Neither could I bleed my happiness.

As in your arms
The world cased my eyes
Casting all my thoughts to fade.

You!
Being a remedy
a curse at the same time.

So I #ink 
My burden and pleasure
On the same line.

While smiling to please
The lies that have become my bed of roses
As get stung with her bees.

Concurrently given
A nectar of lust
To forget.

Yes!
I'm now addicted to it
But the bruise
that decorate my skin
is now a shame.

However happily worn
As it tear the fabric
Life threaded down.

Shared

 Enslaved by love

I roamed the earth to please her

her words being the bind to my heart

Unescapable to my soul

she was all i saw 

her flaws disappeared right infront me.

Throw in the devil's dish

she roasted my joy with an iron clawed

but my feets were unwilling to flee

flattering out

the adulterous nature of my existence

candidly burnt alive.

A guest in hell

the heart that was supposed to be my anchor

tormented was the flesh

sizzling the soul with regrets

as tear failed to drown the pain

called out into the family

Ritually divided amongst the women

ignorant of the yoke held

she parade my heart infront of predators

lured the shameless to invade the bed

breaking bad disguised as love

yet lust held the roaster at helm.