Phoenix #2

The heroin So irresistible Lamenting, pretending No heroine She's subdued--  By stagnancy  The quill scribbles  Ignorant to intention  Never fulfilled Nightmare replaces nightmare Dreamer incinerated  Strung along in hypnosis Denial anchored Through each new life Segregated further  Preaching Yet no Application of Beautiful sermons  Desperate wishes Of validation  Sonnets received  She burns in hell No … Continue reading Phoenix #2

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Cyclic

What lies beyond Enchanting entwinement Of celestial skies and Bleeding clouds What clings to desperate Reproduction Of suns death As space is blessed With flavored twilight And melting palates Of infinite shades Of grey Within the arena Who instructs  Placement in Duality between Ambrosial orchestra And its dissipating Yet radiating choir Pondering why clouds Must cry … Continue reading Cyclic

ID Aim

Aimed Identification Pivoting in despair Inconsistent breaths Capillary catacombs Another sludge bath beneath Sniping himself Oasis’ perpetual illusion As worlds are obliterated Nuked Consciousness Misconstrued capacity Waiting for the scope The rusty guillotine Remains frozen Trigger clutched Image taken from Google Images

Craving

Unquenchable cravings Sustained by records skipped Silhouettes ignored Different variables As I inhale your ashes From those ashes I rise A phoenix reborn Our silhouettes turn into oblivion yearnings As I exhale your memories Soot obstructing space Feeble grasps at restoring Fragments, as I’m dissolved Once again, in solution Of incinerated poetry and Discarded hope … Continue reading Craving

Conversation with Myself Part 5– Can I love myself?

**To my close followers, you know who you are, this is really long, but I hope you end up reading, not skimming, but reading this.** https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KJFvItrmoDY **Names in *..* have been changed to protect people's privacies.** Sherif: I genuinely hate everything about life right now. I am so fucking depressed!! Pharaoh: Why is that? It … Continue reading Conversation with Myself Part 5– Can I love myself?

Encumbered

Flopping about  In the sarcophagus  A fish out of breath  Unable to conceive  How fragments shatter Divided Like fornicating cells   In the futile fortress  Blankets wrapped tight  Yet susceptible  To the phalanx  Of Cobras Biting  At my heart  Restless, Encumbered sleep Through toxicity  Of your ripe mangoes  Those silky spread pillars  In the air  … Continue reading Encumbered

Exile

Neck firm in place Waiting in hell for heaven Guillotine above No knocks on wood Not yet, Granted permission Squirming in space Laps around the maze Seemingly suffocating Gasping for air Far from the center Nowhere always arrived An ungraspable identity clasped At each destination strung Rung after rung Sliding down endlessly Fictional or manifested … Continue reading Exile

The Phoenix

Chained to the bed  Broken wings,  Blood-stained sheets,  Motionless and tattered  In the darkness  Praying for a piano  Through the roof  --  Ask and you Shall receive--  Under the moon's spotlight Irreplaceable flint  Illuminating lava  in her eyes  Soot filling the room  Spies and demons incinerated  Her quill, like her feathers  Reveries, melting hearts And … Continue reading The Phoenix

Sanctum

Evacuating the mausoleum  If only for an instant An empty cave Unwanted recognition  Noisy, dreary applause throughout Submerged-- a sanctum  A waking bear yawns  Hiatus from hibernation Calibrating new reality Connected to the cub  A fluctuating exhibit   Image taken from Pinterest