Savour And Flee

Your purple craze won’t fix this situation.Gaze upon the rifts of honest rejection.Lie amongst the tallest grasses.Batting of your long dark lashes.Eyes so bright they shine like beacons.Blue as the sky no matter the seasons. But this is not meant to be.I am cast so far away.Savour this and flee from me.This is how it’llContinue reading “Savour And Flee”

Stars And Clovers

I made a wish on a falling star.Don’t know when or if I’ll get that far.Cause there’s no way of knowing,If your words will be chosen.So you have to keep going.But not fixate on words spoken. Talons on the window pane.Rap, rap, rap comes again.Someone is at the door.Friend or foe cannot ignore. I criedContinue reading “Stars And Clovers”

No More

Surrender, surrender.Don’t wish to contend her.I’m a survivor.Simply wish to thrive here.Newer and fewer.We bow to our ruler.Possess and suppress.Not a path to bless.Inspire and fly higher.Cast out the final liar. Here in the back of a very open field,We build these monuments to yield.Beg to the gods who bore us fruit,The first of whichContinue reading “No More”

Episodes In

Can’t bring to transpire,All right down to the wire.I feel like the liar,Come dine in my head fire. I know I’m not empty,But states are a plenty.Need a pause from the spinning.Don’t feel like winning. This war;Battles that are not mine. Resist and refuse.Ready to not choose.The sides are uneven.Sick of my treason. Alibi forContinue reading “Episodes In”

Try Your Riot

You try and start a riot,Just cause you can’t buy it.Spoiled and obessed, crying.Embarassing that you’re denying. Like a bullet in my brain.This is way passed lame.Sick of making amends.Always stuck on endless trends.Voices that mean zero.Make out that you’re a hero.Pity you lap up the chatter.Because of it you’re getting fatter.Bloating like a rottenContinue reading “Try Your Riot”

Insomniac

The energy is failing.I feel like I’m paling…Into insignificance.My strength is gone for this.If only I could get sleep.Then maybe I’d feel less weak. Eyes are still burning,While my mind keeps on churning.No hands upon the wheel.This feels like a steal.But I’m not sure its purpose.It sure as hell ain’t courteous. Still shuffle and buckle.IContinue reading “Insomniac”