Night break pt.II

The twisted woods enveloped,In lifeless gray haze,The night ever so motionless,An indomitable maze, Woody naked branches,And their distorted canopies,Dark flowers bleeding down,On leafless, dying trees. The forest floor rustling,Under chilling, voiceless screams,So realistically fictitious,Like sombre lucid dreams. Weirdly humid,But every breath so icy cold,Frostbite on our cotton cheeks,And fear manifold. The feeling of being watched,From…

The stream

A broken heart,Bleeds tears.But it’s thoseUnder her eyes,That fascinate meThe most.How they crashOnto her skinFrom the oceanOf her eyes.Raindrops,From the stormsWithin her.How they glistenLike a streamIn the fall.Only a stream:Is full of water.Her tears:Full of words.Words:That weave poetry,As they trickle.Down her chin.Into the etchings,Of my palms. © Shanyu Bihani 2020 This is a follow-up poem…

A snake is a snake

It slithers up my toenails,Its scales sinking deep,I wish to close my eyes and rest,But it doesn’t let me sleep. In its reptilian eyes I see,That paining, burning sin,Of feeling for your lying smile,Now it slithers to my skin. I regret having met it not,But I regret what I must do,To give it all the…

Sonrisa

Of all the things a smile can hide. Smile into the yellowed mirror,As you drop your veil of disguise,And stare at that pallid face,That looks you in the eyes. Claw your way into your skin,Convulse your way in pain,Fix that bruise over your heart,And sew those broken veins. Throw up blood and hatred down,    Hammer…