Handicap

I’ve noticed these percieved novelties, Infatuated by ancient vanity. Descendant of Eve. A Rarity of sorts. Coerced in the midst of love. Where is my heart? Locked in a chest on rainy days, Noah’s Arc. The sun has risen, your eyes, lips and body-language tell a story. Pillow talk, Words said while laying in parallel…

Heavy Rain

Does it have to be like this? My fall, your break. Get back up, two steps back. Does it have to be like this? This and that.. Constant hesitations. My downfall humoured, yet I’m not a comedian. Feeling comatose, yet a bitter taste is in my mouth. You shout, they shout, we all shout. Dark…

Gates of Hell

Open up the cellar, Engulfed by the smell of sulphur, Bodies molding like ancient Egyptians, Wrapped away in satin sheets, Satin sheets. Satanic deeds. Show me the greed. Show me a culture. Culminating a devised plan of euphoric hate, These words are bound with chains, Chiseled into the ground, Deeper than the abyss that Satan…