Accident-prone yet bulletproof, resilience courses through my veins. After plucking out the shrapnel from my own Hell-Bent self-destruction, all I was left with was me. Through embracing my darkness, I found the light. Here lie a sordid collection of POETRY, PROSE, AND REFLECTIONS on the traumas & triumphs along the way.
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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