Burning (Remove filter)
Close to the fire
I'm on the edge of myself,
where skin is not enough
and desire spreads
like a nameless flame.
On your body - a mirror of absence -
I search for myself:
a burning instant
between now and nevermore.
The flesh longs for verb,
but all is silence
when I touch you with my soul.
I am a lit shadow,
I am a blind word,
wanting you
where you no longer are.
And in the dark of the room
...
Monday 26th May 2025 4:49 am
Putting Out the Lamp
Putting Out the Lamp
In the dusk of early evening one day
I awakened from a belated nap,
And came to find nobody back home yet,
Only the wall lamp flickering away.
I, the child, quickly getting quailed,
Started running away from the dark haunted place,
But soon stopped for looking backward
For some reasons I couldn't quite grasp.
Probably it was the left-a...
Tuesday 15th September 2020 2:36 pm
The Bridges I Never Burn
All the goodbyes Ive never said
They haunt me, like some unfinished business.
Im always wondering who is away from me, that is not supposed to be.
Who did I cast away after prides were hurt?
Where are those who hesitantly walked away, while they looked back and noticed I wasnt following?
Oh, who are you kidding?
You give way too many chances.
Face it.
With some, you...
Thursday 8th March 2018 12:30 pm
Burnt
When you lit that cigarette
The bones of me shuddered,
The blood in me halted.
What I wouldn’t do for you to light my flame with your lips....
Because I’ve had men tell me that my lipstick tastes of petrol,
That my mouth lights fires,
That my tongue causes explosions
And of course, that opening my legs is the best way to put a fire out.
But this fire begins at you...
Sunday 28th February 2016 4:50 pm
Why Do You Not See Me Burning?
Hoarsely screaming down the barrelled street
night digests the wails I birth
this urgent drive pumps wildly
from crotch through chest to cranium
tears me clean in half
in flames for your name tattooed upon my lungs
Why do you not see me here
burning like this
why do you choose not to see me
burning for you like this
Barely able to draw breath between
the overwhelming thud of my hear...
Thursday 30th April 2015 5:50 pm
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