Went away with dawn

Pieces of a puzzle
Form a newer picture
One I hadn’t known
By any mismatched chaos of my own

Peppermint
Sprinkled over ice-cream
Dentists leaving the plaque
Pulling out flawless teeth
Wisdom to stay

Together as separate beings
One about to snap
The other wanting to get hurt
For the pain let out a beast
Too great to feel weak

And the coconut can’t seem to fall
On our heads
Even on earthquakes
Beaches deemed mad?

What a travesty
To live like living is done
For one small move and its gone
Extremism too risky a truce

Naive lives
Clever, chameleons covered with themselves
Watching over, in 360 degree angles
Their fear, a camouflage
Their danger, joy or thirst,
The same

Victimizing the victims,

pitying the fools,

to make the weak weaker.

It’s like catcalling a bull towards

the centered red, bloodshed of your words

Zoned out, for when it was your turn
When you break someone, you break your own
Heart? Or bone
Fractures, or decaying ligaments
Anything
Everything

Between our sighs
In twilight
An owl speaks our secrets
And watches over pride

And the stars that wouldn’t let us see
The darkness beyond the nearest heaven
Dimmed and went to sleep
And we called that supernatural

Humans, predictable
Gravity to feel responsible
Although birds will flap their feathers at your face
And your feet will feel prejudice
Over the mud, after the rain
It didn’t wash away your guilt
Neither did it conquer
That edifice about to fall
Yet you look past the thrill
And get another glass of milk,

You were no whiskey material

And the sweets you keep in your pockets
For when acidity burns your chest
They only work as ekstasis
Itching substituted by tickles
What a mockery
Fools, geniuses, no-names, somebody’s, and then

the detached, solos.

Before you even get flashbacks of the cruelty you spread,

Your stuck parachute now opens, no-default

Your feet tiptoe in sand safe and sound
Your certainty, laid out in your palms
You believe now
You were just floating in doubt in mid air
But you’re a believer now

So predictable
What a waste
And yet, God loves you
He knew it all along
But gave you enough to plunge out

of your own misery by dawn.
Of your own misery by dawn.

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S.K.

This right here, keeps me sane. You will find here, sincere thoughts mixed up with a subconscious trying to fuck it all up. I hope you understand.

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