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 impetuous heart

The impulsive heart that beats within me wants to jump and leap at everything I see. Like sugar coated words that want to seep in my heart deceptive ,but tantalizing like true pieces of art. And here’s my heart that wants more of this taste but ribs are cages that obstruct this haste. Things can…