Bitter patter
From your collar to mine Nerves adrift and my diverging skin of landmines I lost myself to an ocean of kindness Oh my love would you look at the mess
By Viliabout 13 hours ago in Poets
March Through the gates opening to a sea of spears Thirty knives on spikes singing the wind piercing my ears Hitting me unprepared oh I wish I'd left
By Vili30 days ago in Poets
Lover, lover, pinned me to the cold bed, You gave, and took, more than you knew you could, I took, I gave, more than I feared I would,
By Vili3 months ago in Poets
One last look at the trail of fire Left by other people's desire Was it worth it? She'll ask "Every second" as I fall asleep
By Vili4 months ago in Poets
Today upon the stairs, I took a step and missed, Rolled down upwards tempests, just to land in hot sand, Welcomed by friendly pests, and the king in the land,
Warm surface, cold skin Remember the snow to come Wrecked sun, loving flow
Digging at midnight Nobody hides no bodies And the dust is gone
Bitter staccato I know it ends like a dream Suns lying to me
A bloated bag of bones was placed under the light For me to identify, but mother sea gnaws faiths and faces How could I know if I just stared?
Hiding in my room Angry steps, a thousand fists No soul, yet it smiles
I know the earth, its gentle flow Its soft touch and its blanket A sea of leaves chirping perfumes Its armada of thieves and friends
Loss forms a sequence Stroboscopic memories splattered in a white room For me to decipher and mourn a future Where the laughs, the tears and intricacies of a thousand intimacies
