Backward Love

Standing the rain 

My heart had it all in pleas 

Calling for a soul spare a tease 

Rumbling out, please 

Upon the cupid tangent line on a miss.

Jason Blackeye 

Mesmerized on begging tips 

Guilty for loving a miss 

As the words 

"Please forgive me!"

Monotonously sounded 

Yet looped.

Self-fighting for hereafter 

Yet left to shed blood tears 

While hiding in the rains

To cover scars of the heart 

Given, to ruthless thoughts of us 

Blown by the wind of time.

Weaponized

We knew our words never rhymed in love. But due to our stubbornness, we bought balance in arguments. Feeding lies to our soul as lust spelled love.

Playing with fire into trauma, we dressed our insecurities in weaponized words. Busy undressing blemishes on a guillotine nightstand. Where all our mispronounced words pollute the atmosphere with screams.

Scratching fantasies off our backs. Bloodshot eyes speaking of a universe, hard to paint in words. Drowned in anger flashed as passion evenly scaled.

Drawn...

I get drawn to these dotted lines that cross my words out. Puzzling my thoughts as I try to sort out this maze of my heart.

Blended in waves of desires.  My words spill on the ground full of things to say, but afraid to let the street know.

Sigmund

Whispering through dark alleys, I stand aboard the land of giants. Tearing up a mountain to highlight at the peak the truth of my heart.

Unspoken of, but shown in actions of skipping heartbeats drumming the tempo hard. Like a suspense scene upon the script.

Dear Friends!

Photo by Anni Roenkae 

I've been painting these words pictures for long.

Holding vigil candles for you to see,

But my words you have called war.

Blinded to see what every line holds.

Fingers bleeding out emotions 

Only to dry on paper as art 

Lost in thoughts of what could be.

So! To plead my cause,

I choose to silently imprint my heart with shuttered glasses.

Smoked to veil my pain.

Rolling every motion in a blunt 

Unguarding their dash to print 

As they stand to break norms.

Vilifying my abstract mind 

That seems to see far more than what's allowed.

Yours 

Unyielding friend.

Crazynotions©

Made To Be

There is a war of wolves 

Outside my villa 

Calling me a villain 

For chewing hearts of many 

Yet, at the beginning of it all 

My soul was their supper 

In innocence,

They took turns eating me alive.

Now they complain about my hunger 

Busy playing the lone hunter 

At night when the jungle is greener 

Attesting to their handwork 

That made me be.

Stinging every prey insight 

Strung at lampstands 

As the pleasure slaughter 

Continues...

World Between

I feel like I am trapped to say what I want to say.

As I found my soul not prepared to share the fingerprint embedded in my heart.

Cause it has always been you.

You! Hustling my mind into believing.

You! Scarring my heart into me being overprotective.

You! Being the measure that governs my body temperature.

As to your mere absence, 

my feet rush into infinity oblivion searches

While Fahrenheit shoots, to astronomical stratosphere.

Abandoning  my soul

Sinking into a longing.

As it logs itself onto the watching tower's 

In pursuit of its home

Which is,

right next to your soul.

The Proposal

Photo by Skitterphoto from Pexels

How do I speak of love

After this show 

Having been shown the exit before year-end 

Drowned in broken promise 

That has become the altar of persecution.

Left in a ring of I do's 

Pulling the petals to order 

Hope trumped with unsaid words 

Sad to even grace the lips 

Eying a distance call for reprieve.

Stepping in marinated worries 

Dancing upon racing thoughts 

"I...thought you were the one"

A broken record trailing the mind 

As I race to save my sanity 

Already ripped with your unsaid words.