This is my artistic expression, or comment, on what’s going on in the world today. We are continuously told to be positive and make the best out of it, but it’s also important to be allowed to express frustration, sadness, fear and loneliness. It is okay to feel those things AND to express them 💖.
Your arteries seem clogged with the debris of dreams,
The ghosts of your loves are edged into your skin.
I watch your eyes on me; deserted islands sunk into a milky sea,
And I set myself on fire for you …
Flames sputtering, dependably, icy into your veins,
Like an epiphanic drug swimming in your stead.
I convert you to me …
Making you an addict to my dreams.
My mornings are crippled by your absence,
Even the sun drags her light across the sky
Lining the emptiness of those silhouettes
That survived your life.
Walking by the winding sea,
My self-consciousness blinded by meditation,
I can feel the movement of time
Lapping ineffectually against my soul.
Love leaves a many splintered hearts
in need of a family tree
To grow a forest from yellowed leaves
In the wake of a withered fall.
I walked through a bewinged night,
Darkness thawing my homesickness.
I bowed to the frozen ground,
Collecting icicled twigs to fence in
My pumping Light.
What secrets the soul contains …
What map to Eternity …
What pain my heart is to endure?
What recipe to conjure Light
Out of nothing but a humble dream …
What days to come will run, will swim,
Will drag me by the hair?
Will flood, will dry, will crash
Into my boundaries?
All I know is that you’ll be there
To cause me pain, to lift my joy,
To take away my grief.
You are time, you are the sea of consciousness,
You are Eternity, you are me.
I paint my portrait on trees, roads, hearts …
A life framed by stardust, liberated by memories
And immortalized by love …
Reeling, through a black tunnel
with barbed walls of broken stars,
I realize I have butterfly wings,
visible only in monumental glimmers,
Like fragmented days…
Ephemeral Wings imprinting