The angel to me!

I wake up in the mornWith my eyes so dampA knot in the stomachAlmost like a cramp. I walk up to the mirrorExpecting a look as sore,But they are just the feelingsThat are crawling up my core. And the previous mishaps that are Irrelevant today,Are trotting to my silly mindIt’s something I want to say….

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…

Cosmic dust- an ekphrasis

Touch thisDark melancholy,With those paleFingertips.Whisper the wordsOf silence,With yourSanguine ruby lips. Bring colourTo the darkness,Greens, yellows,Reds and strands.Touch this voidOf vacuum,With yourGentle, healing hands. And in your eyesHold the stars,But, there’s no needTo rehearse.Let’s fall and riseLike cosmic dust,Cause we’re the universe.