He wandered around alleyways, Searching for the place Of their rendezvous. Like a dead man walking, He inched into the hidden café And inhaled the caffeinated aroma As if it were a drug, Breathing in the scent And perking up like a puppet.
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Look Up At The Stars
Look up at the stars They’re like pieces of art Floating above the ground https://open.spotify.com/track/3XK7BaY0KkRnu7cpZlOZwI?si=XtMZYq_ySNm84v7NtRMEYg The air was cool and the night was dark, at least, away from where we found ourselves; away from the blinding lights of the gazebo decorated with warm fairy lights. Waiting for the last of us to arrive, we musedContinueContinue reading “Look Up At The Stars”
Shadows of the Night
Out of the corner of wary eyes, Any sudden movement Caught fearful glances, Making way for cautious footsteps And irrational apprehension. They kept in every urge to scream With every shadow that passed, Holding their breath tightly, Leaving each word Of meaningful conversation, To be halted by muffled gasps And small leaps to safer ground.
Chasing Dreams
My eyelids feel the weight of many hours researching and writing, reading and listening, and many more thoughts and duties. Tomorrow will be the same, only worse. The clock ticks over to eleven And curtains fall on another day, Lights still on in their eyes Even though the show Had come to an end. LethargicContinueContinue reading “Chasing Dreams”
Breath of Life
You are the one who Breathed life into us, Shaping us from the dust, Turning us into something more Than unformed jars of broken clay. You placed us In different parts of the world, Purposed for greater things We could never fathom, Yet, we toss and turn, And break our bodies, And insist we knowContinueContinue reading “Breath of Life”
Hiccups
I feel a pop in my stomach And slight unease – bubbling From unhealthy food choices. My mouth – talks And ears listen to the noise, Yet, puffs of air stop – stories In my tracks. But every word I say, I find you listen and smile, Even after small – jumps In rhythmic rhetoric,ContinueContinue reading “Hiccups”
Out in the Open
Why do words feel looser on the tongue When night falls and stars shine? Is it because the air flirts with your lungs Without the baggage of an intrusive day, And busy thoughts? I feel the grass under my fingertips, I see the stars shine when the clouds disperse, And I hear your voice amongContinueContinue reading “Out in the Open”
Corset
Her Body Sinks into the mould she carefully created, Eyes darting to each imperfection That the mirror reflects – Interwoven into each eyelet, The lace threads through elegantly, Like a snake charmed by exotic melodies; Her delicate hands grasp each end, Ready to pull And pull And suffocate.
In Between
She wakes up from another slumber Like the drowned gasping for air, Yet, she only dreams black, And does not know What torments her so. Her world is still dark Until the blinds are raised, But she always lies there Amidst the glimmers of light Through the gaps of curtain, To catch her breath AndContinueContinue reading “In Between”
Air
The skies let down a straight drizzle, No wind in sight and sun still shining, But the morning air welcomed me Into the wake of today. From bleary-eyed colours, My vision flickered into clear sight, As idle hands reached for the phone Which sat atop the nightstand. I was still asleep, and didn’t know whatContinueContinue reading “Air”
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