Saturday, January 15, 2011

Black Swan

I covered my eyes, and hid behind a veil of lies, always assumed you'd remain as consistent as the sunrise. I trusted you with my life, without considering you would ever wield the knife that cut into my back, and carved out my heart. Our legacy over before it could start. The stars above sparkle no more, their shine, and their lustre have been defiled like a whore. Crumbled, destroyed, like fallen empires. You promised me immortality, yet abandoned me, leaving me as the loneliest vampire. Lestat, and the Cullens are no match for this pain, that stings my eyes as they fill with tears like acid rain. Devastated, I turn away from you, no longer a victim of your love, I thought you could take away the blues, but instead more blues colour me from above. Denounced, and left in the streets to die after being stoned, you could have been my king, but instead you chose to be dethroned. You were my parachute that failed to deploy, sending me falling, stumbling towards land in an ignoble way. Filled with decay, I sit transfixed, trying to collect the pieces that remained after our conflict. Gasping for air, I choke on my breath, hoping, and praying for an expedited death. Filled with an impending sense of dread, and doom; I have never felt more isolated in a crowded room. The faces, although, familiar begin to feel like strangers, as I search for a friend who can save me from danger. Rescue me from myself, and from the damage that I have done, I need to stop telling my story before it has begun. Out of breath, and hope, my future runs dry, as I wave down the vultures that circle the sky. They fly down to Earth, and I let them ravage my flesh, in the hopes that they will somehow make me feel refreshed. Your carnal desires took hold of your soul, and devoured my heart, as you lost control. Incomplete, and unfinished I fight to find the cure, a solution, or answer that will reassure. I choose to fight to stay on the path that will lead to salvation, regardless of whether it could break, and instead lead to my eternal damnation. Heaven or Hell, it is all the same to me now, as I have reaped the fruits that my labour never sowed. Another chance for you, even though my fears ebb and flow, hopefully in time, the love will once again flow. I hang my head, defeated, as I lay me down to sleep, and pray for forgiveness, as I silently weep. Sullen, and sunken, yet never broken, or done; the love within prevents me from acting impulsively, and reaching for my gun. I will not let this break me, but I will march on, hoping that my forgiveness will not result in your black swan. I refuse to let you be the one that got away, so I will save my sorrows, and worries for another day. The choice is mine to protect my heart with my head, refusing to leave anything left unsaid. I am accident prone, yet bulletproof, I will always make it through the rain, I just hope one day, we will be able to resume our love story that had the potential to be as sweet as the finest champagne. Forgiveness is second nature to me now, as I have matured tenfold, waiting for the day in which yours is the only hand that I want to hold. Our story continues, and unfolds to reveal a light at the end of our proverbial tunnel, my love flows into you without return, like a never-ending funnel. The tears have dried, and left me stronger than I have ever been before, the first act has completed, this was our very own cold war. The pages keep turning, as the days of our lives progress, please forgive me if I am weary after we digressed. Our story is not over, this is just a temporary roadblock, you are the only one who holds the key to my heart that is now locked. I just hope this is not a mistake that will drive the final stake into my chest, for if it is, then you will become the primary object of all the things that I detest.

Monday, December 13, 2010

Promise.

Woken from a nightmare that seemed to never end, I have reached my Waterloo, and also found my very best friend. Mesmerized, I dance entranced, like the whirling dervishes of Istanbul, you have intoxicated me like elixir, as I now see the cup as half full. Follow me, and take my hand, we will have our Eden as your body is my Wonderland. Your kisses make my lips quiver, and your touch makes my whole body shiver. You have scared away my stutter, I am no longer afraid to soar. I spread my wings, and take off, you have shown me what my heart is for. Every time that you are with me, I feel so positive. As the love flows reciprocally, for once, I am receiving all that I give. Our bodies rise, and fall as one, as the passion takes control. You are the missing piece that has made my puzzle whole. From your eyes, I feel the warmth of a thousand suns as they rise. You have saved me from myself, as you are my reward for all of the unsuccessful tries. Each day spent with you is like a glimpse of paradise, a mere whispered word from you is all that it takes for me to be enticed. Your name is now emblazoned across my heart and soul, for you are the reason why I no longer feel like I am being sucked into a black hole. Flowing into me, your waterfall cascades and drowns me alive, you have renewed my life's purpose, and once again I thrive. Like a field of roses, your fragrance soothes my seas, your caresses warm my heart and soul, like the most indulgent summer breeze. I cannot wait for the day when you will be mine until the end of time, I am the happiest that I have ever been, no longer a victim of love's endless war crimes. You have released me from the prison that I had locked myself in, my self-imposed exile has fallen like the walls that once lined Berlin. Dedicated to your smile, I have found new purpose, and feel brand new; a dream is a wish a heart makes, and I am so grateful that you have finally come true. We will make it through the rain, and find ourselves together, I will be your umbrella, and protect you in times of inclement weather. I do not have much to offer aside from the promise that I will help you find your way when you are lost, like the north star in your sky, I will save you like the red cross. I promise to listen to your stories, cushion your falls, and offer my shoulder when you are down. One day in the not too distant future, we will rule the world, but until then I am content with just running this town.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Agape.

Dreaming whilst conscious is something I thought to be impossible until you entered my life. Prior to this, I thought that this feeling was only true in fairy tales; enchanted, I take your hand and dance dazedly in a room full of strangers unconcerned with whether anyone is watching. They might stare, and criticize, but they fail to see the amber fire that flickers fiercely behind my eyes. Your velvet kisses that make me weak, and your touch that makes me blush, have added more purpose to my smile, as I'm helplessly inside your clutch. The hunter has become the hunted now that you are here with me, it was only possible once I stopped myself from searching for a cause to be happy. I found the cure inside myself, as real happiness comes from within; much to my chagrin, I refuse to stop myself from falling. The days I spend with you are reminiscent of paradise, the warmth that you emanate is now all I need to feel enticed. Nights with you are blissful, as I feel your heart beat against my chest, your scent is the antidote whenever I feel depressed. I yearn for nothing more than to hold you in my arms until the day I die, to feel the sweet solitude that overpowers me whenever I gaze into your starry eyes. The stars above are green with envy for the ways in which you shine, our paths align weaving vulnerability as I remove the walls that prevent you from being mine. My Berlin come crashing down, leaving me in its wake, as I trip, stumble, and fall headfirst into consciousness, and I am finally awake. The sweetest thing that I have ever felt has come in the form of your kiss, the touch of your lips, and the fragrance of your breath are now all I need in order to exist. Wrapped in your love, your skin soothes me like manna from above. I gaze dazedly into your eyes and feel the heat of a thousand suns rise. Hypnotized, I catch my breath, as our bodies rise and fall as one, you are the reason, and the cure to the pain that had tricked me into believing that it had won. Stunned, I close my eyes, and open my heart to the beauty of our song, in my dreams I have prepared myself for this for what feels like far too long. I crossed the seven seas only to encounter you, even dared to search far, and wide, when I should have realized instead that our paths would one day collide. Shaken awake violently from a nightmare that I thought would never end, my saviour has come thank you for rescuing me from myself, and making an effort to be my friend. I have emerged victorious from my self-imposed exile in a cage for my cocoon, with majesty, I spread my wings remarkably, and fly towards the moon. It illuminates me from the inside out, I glow with the intensity of a euphoric firefly, as I prostrate in gratitude from the bliss that has assisted me shed my previous skin, defiled by dreary doubts. Drowning in a wave of passion, my body shivers with positivity and joy, you are my addiction, and I will be your toy. Whip me, and restrain me, my agape has been deployed. It can only go up and get better from here, as you have pushed away the pain and alleviated all of my fears; wiped my tears of sadness and replaced them with celebratory cheers. Forever thine, forever mine, forever ours it will remain; elated that my heart, mind, body, and soul are in agreement once again.

Monday, November 08, 2010

Flight.

Serene, as the blues and aqua greens wash over me, cleansing my soul of toxicity. Your eyes have lit my path, and I am in the dark no more, relieved to finally be disassociated from wrath. I take your hand trustingly, knowing that like my shepherd you will not lead me asunder or astray. As certain as the sun, I know that you will rise in the east, and set in the west at the end of my days. A night spent with you is as surreal as Dali's dreams realized through art; your name now circulates with my blood throughout my body, continuously passing through my heart. On Noah's ark, you would have surely been the partner that made my pair complete, yours is the kind of beauty that could never become obsolete. The three wishes I had been granted need not be fulfilled now that you have arrived, conscious of you now, I wonder how prior to you I had ever survived. Alive, oxygen fills my lungs with a fervour that puts fire to shame; torrid and blazing as it lights me up, making me exclaim your name. Blood rushes to my head causing it to swell with desire, you will be the greatest victory once you are acquired. Trojan warriors could not claim to reap such luxurious spoils of war, your seductive lips and sensual kiss are further reasons why it is you that I adore. Captured in your web, you were the predator to my prey; the hunter became the hunted, making me feel as fragrant and desired as the most flowery bouquet. I close my eyes and envision you deep within my mind, and long to take away your blues, liberating you from the past in which you were once confined. My love is refined, sophistication and romance will fill the pages that align this chapter of our lives, I will let you come as long as you communicate to me when it is that you will arrive. My house is only a home when inhabited by the warmth of your demulcent touch against my skin, my decadence alleviated, I take you in my arms and hold you, as we create poignant melodies played upon our violins. You can play the innocent prisoner, as I pretend to be the jilted jailer jangling your freedom's keys; convince me to release you, charm and soothe me like the seven seas. Your radiance beguiles me, inveigles then obfuscates my sanity; you are the reason I smile from the inside out, my spirits lifted like the bourgeoisie. Like the finest champagne, your love bubbles inside my chest; no longer depressed, I can attest to the fact that I will be the one who will love you best. Amazed, I rock side to side in search of solace as if entranced and in a daze, you are the burning embers that caused the fire that has passionately set my insides ablaze. Spread your wings as we prepare to take flight and escape through a newly opened door; this one will surely lead to ecstasy galore as insanity does not live here anymore. Fly away with me, let us soar throughout the skies; thank you for quickly becoming another reason why the sun rises behind my eyes.

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