Mirage (a dream)

Is all that we see or seemBut a dream within a dream? ~ Edgar Allan Poe, A Dream Within A Dream. Like fleeting thoughtsOn ephemeral nights,Like icicle tears,And blinding lights.Like molten silver,Solid gold,Like dying warm,And living cold,Like burning fires,Embers dead,Like perfect lies,And things unsaid. They say:Humans come and humans go,Good times too and strife,But what if we…

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…

The other facade of night

The twisted woods enveloped in lifeless gray haze The night : motionless under the unknown one’s gaze. The woody naked branches formed distorted canopies dark flowers bloomed on leafless, dry trees. The forest floor rustling under the voiceless screams so realistically fictitious like sombre lucid dreams. Weirdly humid with every breath icy cold sweating and…