Heart of Crumbs

You shattered my heart, which broke into bits.
Like a jigsaw that’s missing a piece,
I can’t get complete.
You made crumbs out of our love
And you didn’t even scrap it off.
You had it crumpled up into a ball,
Making my feelings look small.
You denied we were good craic,
Only water off a duck’s back.
The ironies of love!
One sided connections,
Fuelled by distorted perceptions,
Sit heavy on this grated heart.
The weight causes it to get deflated.
For this longing never was but obliterated.
… Can it be love if it isn’t reciprocated?
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Polarity Tides

(by DivaState)
You can lose everything,
But when you lose your sense of SELF,
Trust me, it is maddening!
You act like a fly, trapped inside a glass cup
Desperately trying to come out.
The effort is pointless, yet, you still doubt.
Haphazard flying only leaves you choked up.
Huffing and puffing,
Eventually, you give up.
You change your mind at any second:
I want it all… I want nothing!
The devil and angel
On your shoulders cling,
Constantly fighting to be beckoned.
If only I could escape from myself!
Unscrew my head, give me a break.
Stop this wishful ebb and flow tidal wave!
You say we find peace,
When we are asleep.
But my self is purely wicked.
It shakes and trembles,
Inside unconsciousness’ sheets.

Jet Setter

The joys of flying!
Such extraordinary feat!
A massive load of metal,
As heavy as concrete.
Swerving up in the sky,
As light as paper airplanes
Breaking clouds up high,
Flying over terrains.

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The moment of tension!
It grasps everyone’s attention.
The aircraft takes off!
Not a breath or word is mentioned.

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The airplane leans upwards,
Children shriek with fear and delight.
Other passengers hold on to their seats
Real tight.
I bet they are all fearing for their lives!

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I, on the other hand, hold up a smirk.
Eyes wide open, ears perked up.
I remember, I used to pray to come out alive.
So I can see my family and friends, one more time.
Now, the aircraft flies high…

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….and I don’t care.
I leave nothing,
No legacy, no heir.
I smile, for I am unfettered.
I have nothing to lose
My boat sails, unanchored.

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No loved ones to get hurt,
No mark to be left in this world.
I vanish in thin air,
Like the aircraft that carries us all,
To a sunnier hub.

Crowded Isolation

I am girl who nobody knows.
I wear a mask, when I am out there,
Always in a constant state of doze.
Dying inside, while gasping for air.
Smiling to all, holding up my nose.
Pretending I got it all under control.
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Nobody sees, pain seeps
Through my bulging veins.
Feel like a creature that has no reins.
Somebody help!
They tried….they can’t entertain.
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She wants to connect, but does not know,
How to stay interested in their prose.
“Let’s speak about our existential bursts!”
They look at me like I have just cursed,
Resuming talks about others and their clothes.
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Mind starts wondering, spirit drifts.
Only flesh stays, causing self to rift.
Pretending to listen,
I cannot bear, anyhow…
Alone I stand, enveloped in the crowd.
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The ground shakes and vanishes beneath my feet.
A lunatic yearning fills my chest with defeat.
‘Tis overwhelming, the mask starts tearing!
Exploding inside, beyond repairing.
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Poor weird girl!
She locks herself in the toilet,
Typing words on Evernote,
Hoping life one day will make sense
And seclusion won’t feel as intense
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Assail

It is hunting season.
Cover your ear
If you don’t want to hear
The loud bang around the city.
Oh, do you think I am out to catch deer?
Not really.
I am after the dirtiest beats and
awkwardest queers.

I’ll chain them with my legs…
They will enjoy it
And then I will crack their necks,
I’ll make them extinct
That is my venomous instinct:
Ephemeral flings.

The seams in the skin conceal
An inner burning flame
Only the eyes can reveal.
The predator moves with lustful temptation.
There is nothing more pungent
Than the power of intention.

A scent rests on the nose:
The target is found.
I set my eyes on the prize now.
I shoot and get up close,
I bite him from behind.
He never saw what hit him
There was no time to realise.

Chastity Belt

I wear a chastity belt…

I know I’m going to hell

I locked it up myself

And threw the key into that well

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I’ll save Men from my shame

Whilst hiding my contagious passion

No one deserves to taste

Decaying flesh as ration.

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The line below the waste

Is dangerous,

Any Men who enter these woods,

Would have to be courageous.

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The triangle door is protected

By small red leprechaun guards

Men come to then be ejected

From this land of blood and scabs.

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The queen of rotten roars:

Nobody comes to the wetlands!

Her lips are lethal and gore,

The venom spills from her glands.