Pieces

Pieces of me
Pieces of you
Scattered here and there
Suspended Animations
Incarceration of time
Endless memories
*
Dreams of many seasons
Rhymes without reasons
Shards of poisoned faith
Drowning hopes
Raised from the dead
Amidst a tidal wave
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Pieces of me
Pieces of you
Dispersed and incomplete
Specks of cosmic dust
The puzzle of life
Unraveled at your feet

A Kiss

A kiss
is a kiss,
or is it?
Last night I lost
myself
in it.

A prayer of love
spoken to my lips
A chant of joy
through the soul
It rips.

A lover's mark,
burnt into my heart
A binding vow
"We'll never be apart"

A kiss
is a kiss,
or is it?
Last night I found
myself
in it.

The Way

The Way

I love the way you make me

feel, I love
how you taste so real.

I love
        your thoughts
               your dreams
                            your zeal

I love the way you make me

kneel,
   I surrender
       to your frailness

I am bound
           by your awareness

Reigning
         on my throne
               your sweetness
Your wish…
My command…
My wish…
I command…
Your wish…
We understand…

I Love the way
your heartbeats
heal

I Stand Before You

I Stand Before You

I stand here before you
Weak and defeated
By life
By love
By ghosts I created

Mind over matter
Heart over mind
What does it matter?
What I hide behind

I stand here before you
Weak and confused
I love you so much
I hurt you so much
I want you so much
You must be feeling used?

Mind over matters
Of the heart
Mind over matters
It will tear us apart

I stand here before you
Weak, ashamed, and bruised
I stand here before you
Hoping to be rescued.

Questions

Did I break your will,
or did you break my heart?
Did you loose yourself,
or have I lost my mind?

Was I too much,
or didn't do the trick?
Did you crawl under my skin,
or was I too thick ?

Have I asked you to dance,
or did you just lead?
Have I told you that I love you,
or was it a dream?


Was I over confident,
and blinded by emotions,
or were you too real,
and saw through the illusions?

Was I a selfless fool,
or sadistically cruel, and tortured you with love?
Or were you masochist-narcissist,
and I didn’t praise the glory of your path to self destruct?

Inside Out

Wearing my nerves

outside my skin

My severed veins

bleed my senses

Acid tears

behind my eyes

Muted thunder

swallows my words

An inward view

The black hole of me

My Antisoul

Orion's death