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Thursday 25 November 2021

Unaltered

 For all the times

You were in the driving seat
And were my husband
For all the times
You were lying next to me
And were my lover
For all the times
You were cute and funny and adorable
And were my best friend
A guardian
Lovebird,
A fanatic, fearless, companion
I thank you.

For all the times
You were silent
When I poured my heart out
For all the times
You misunderstood me
When I shared myself inside out
For all the times
I felt scared
When you turned your back on me
In despise,
Unfathomable
nauseating, unspeakable plight
I was such a shame.

I am sorry.
And I thank you.

I love you
And I want to stay away from you
You beautiful, hurtful,
Unaltered disguise.

Fa 

Sunday 21 November 2021

January

 What will January bring?

What will your heart decide?
So many hopes
So much longing
For a daughter
For a fiancè
For a brother
For an innocent and lovely unborn child
For a crime-stricken unborn mother
Unveiled
And undressed
Shamed - isolated and guilt-ridden
For a marriage
Long awaited
For mad love - almost forgotten
What will January bring?


A pregnant belly
With an unborn child
And an unbutchered fetus
A clot that is welcomed
To grow
And be fed
In nausea
And nutrition
With Vitamins without fear
A boy
A girl
Someone wanted
Someone loved
And cared for
Not to be be pushed out
too soon
Out of fear
Out of uncertainty
Unmurdered
None of that
Maybe January will be kind

Fa

Criminal

An uncommitted crime

An unconventional kill - out of uncertainty

Has left me drained

Has left me dead

Has left me dry

To rot

On earth

In hell

Do I believe anymore?

To exist

To try

To love

To fight?

An uncommitted crime.

An uncommitted crime?

Weighs too heavy this time

Weighs too heavy this time. 

Fa

Tuesday 2 November 2021

Marshmallow

I love you comes so naturally
predestined fate
For it comes from the
same soul
Same roots
Same language
Same thread
Softly, gently, carefully
towards my
loving caring marshmallow
soul mate

Like magnets,
Madness and guilt
A pillow and its case
Blanket in its warmth
A brother and three years younger sister
The black and the white
Blood and pen
A picture and its frame
Your mother and your dad
Door to the escape;

never apart again
Never apart again
Never apart again

Fa

Monday 27 September 2021

Young Love

I love it when you come back

to say something (so unimportant)

to kiss me goodbye

for one last time;

one more time,

my sweetheart.


I love it how you are just as addicted

to the kiss

to the touch

to the overwhelming euphoria of each other’s presence


I love it how we are inseparable

after so much drama

all the commotion

the insane stream of tears;

nonetheless,

together.


Fa

Sunday 7 March 2021

Self-love

Peek in and bend
A dark shadow; perhaps just that
Or a rabit?
See if you can
Burnt tar
And dark smoke
Alas! It's a girl
Maybe a trick?
See where it goes

She shivers and writhes,
In ugly desire
And squeaks and cries,
Lies. All lies.
A self-entitled bitch
A step forward, and two taken aback.
Does she even know her name?

She jerks in sleep,
Shaken by her crimes
A little too many
Filthy and defiant
Confused?
Sick?
A belligerent, rebellious nobody

A mirror too much
Reflections, too many
Remind her of the demons:
The papa she abandoned
The mama she resents
Those bloody trousers
That horrible scent


Can you see now?
A white dress - wrapped around her bones and a dance
A lovely, Solitary, dance.
Translucent vase
The black haired witch.
Would you witness the ritual?
She severes the head of the white rabit.

White and red.
Red in white.
She will die a lonely death.

Fa

Sunday 7 February 2021

Free Thought

 

He says you're not such an emotional mess

and he says, you should give yourself some credit

And yes the dilemma between reality and illusion

Makes me want to pull my hair sometimes

The longing for an escape has made my heels wear out

On top of that, there is confusion: I see you

In the people walking past me,

Hastily,

and as I turn around

It's not you

Nor anything,

nor anyone,

Was it even possible to be so free?

It has past the crises what they call existencial, you see

The shadows in my dreams,

And the blood,

So much,

Everywhere,

Makes me wonder if it's really me

who witnesses these thoughts,

Or am I the thoughts myself?

So could you blame me?

I am lost,

But a little less than everyone around me,

And a little more,

Than I think I should be.

fa

Sunday 31 January 2021

Commence.

 


I am servility; jerk and pluck.

A bionic cloud; my hero.
A wild deer – tamed.

He is glitter; a godlike dusk.
A devil in question; ripped apart.

But sweet and lovely; marshmallow.

A dream, yet another one.

Fat and thirsty; made out of wood.
Ablaze.

And then a promise – a love promise.

The severed head of a demon in left, I hold out my right.
Commence.

A tank full of pure-oxygen, an ignition.

Detoner, immortal.
This seed will bud with two heads.

Fa


A magnanimous Outburst.

 The sheets are empty

And maybe I am too.
A beatless heart,
And a magnanimous burst.
A soulless cry,
And a mysterious love.
These unleashed demons and
A squeak so loud
A crushed to ground;
Butterfly.

He waited for the coldest night of a lifetime.
An extravagant adventure
A sculpture, an ice sculpture.
A claim unprocessed.
A right undelivered.

(My heartache may kill me tonight.)

He carved with care.
He cut and carved;
And filed and blew.
Shaped her right.
Chiseled in plight.

But the ice-dust will waft away all the pain.

Put your hands on mine,
Just a little bit of patience will do.
The flower will bud,
Maybe unscented at first.
It will be beautiful and beyond the conventional love.
Forgive me tonight, and move past the hurt.
Only once and yet forever.
Forgive me tonight, and move past the hurt. 

 

Fa

A Dream.

 Take a scalpel.
Or a sharpener blade

It's thin like paper
Like a broken dream
Fragile - a dilapidated soldier
The war is lost,
I lay bare.


Now open my heart,
See you all you can
An autopsy of the live
One beat here, another missed --- spasms.
Ice cold velvet rush,
In snow;
In quarantine;
Yield.

See for yourself
For you can see all you can
All there is;
The rotten flesh - plastic.
Dried blood,
And black rose-petals
Revolting manners and a sickening scent.
Rebellious and arrogant she grew.
Now dead; dead inside.

See for yourself.
See all you can.

 

Fa

Lavender.

 A lavender delight got me.

And I started to melt; like new snow
on a sunny day, a knob of butter
On a warm pan, a teenage dream
Innocent.
Unanticipated breakdown.

On ice.
On sleet.
A surrender, a beautiful surrender. 
 
 
Fa