Plethora.

The sea Dark and abysmal Whispers names under a hum. Calls to them who Under a million sins Wish to scour their shadows clean. Shadows dark, Shadows blue, Remain aloof yet.     The sea Calm and tantalizing Lures sophist deep. Sprays over them, Delphic cues. Perplexed at the gift so ripe, They set their…

Things shall end soon.

This feeling is so bad. It’s maddening. There are a thousand things that my heart wants to scream out but there’s no way I can possibly do it. It is choking me. It is trying to suck the words out from my brain. It is like drowning. I can feel the pain inside my chest,…

Live And Die. 

I don’t know how long will it last. Will it be painful? Will I be left in a mess? Will I be able to change my mind? Will anybody even care?  I don’t know.  Nobody knows. Nobody cares. But before I go, I have to live. Not just merely exist but live.  I want to…

To The Girl I Met Last Summer.

I met a girl last summer. A perfect blend of everything I ever wanted to see in someone. Vacation for her wasn’t snorkeling and swimming. It was reading books by the beach. Feeling the cool sea breeze and tasting salt on her lips. Her hair swaying to the rhythm of the waves and her eyes…

I Used To Love The Ocean.

​ I used to love the ocean.  Everything about her. Her coral reefs, her white caps, her roaring waves, the rocks they lap, her pirate legends and mermaid tails, Treasures lost and treasures held… And ALL Of her fish In the sea. Yes, I used to love the ocean, Everything about her. The way she…

Paranoia.

Isn’t it funny  how we fail to express what lurks within the folds of our skin? The emotions locked up inside the dungeons of our hearts, The many tears and the fear Of our pasts?  Isn’t it funny how every book we read changes our perception towards the world? How they show us, What matters…

Absolutely Nothing

​ Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines  he wrote a poem  And he called it ‘Chops’  because that was the name of his dog  And that’s what it was all about  And his teacher gave him an A  and a gold star  And his mother hung it on the kitchen door …

The morning after I killed myself. 

“The morning after I killed myself, I woke up. I made myself breakfast in bed. I added salt and pepper to my eggs and used my toast for a cheese and bacon sandwich. I squeezed a grapefruit into a juice glass. I scraped the ashes from the frying pan and rinsed the butter off the…

Annihilation.

Maybe it’s the other way around. Maybe they didn’t get a chance to set things straight, before their darker half consumed them. Perhaps, they had an abyssmal nothingness deep inside their soul that sucked all the happiness out of them. Who knows. Their mysteries died with them. The brightest smiles hid the darkest secrets. The…

The Black Cat Blue Sea Award.

What is the Black Cat Blue Sea Award? “This award is for bloggers who strive to write for everybody, and no matter how many viewers they get, make an impact on a reader. This award is an expression of gratitude to the nominee. It should be awarded to anybody that you choose deserves it and…

Affliction.

The sky was anomalously dark. The pastel hues, lost somewhere in the Indigo clouds. Each one, bigger than the other, ready to burst into specks of rain, any moment. Eyes closed, shivering, she stood on the boardwalk. Tears streaked her cheeks like scars from the past. That’s when the first drop fell over her, like…

Our hearts and their other pieces.

Originally posted on analects/detritus.:
i’m watching myself through the reflection, i look as dead as i feel. the eyeliner isn’t as smudged as it was last night. i’m trying to pick up the pieces of the hearts that i’ve broken. maybe they’ll fit together to make mine. i want to help myself with all…