Where the vine tangles
Trumpet flowers grow in
Peachy, blissful, innocence
Sweet, balmy fragrance
Covering a vast facade
Of suffocating branches
So in life, beauty captivates
Even as breathless leaves
Perish gently in the breeze
Tangled Vines
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Rainbows
Black and white rainbows
Arched beneath eyebrows
Glowing across eyelids
In monochromatic glimpses
Fluttering on eyelashes
Visions of colorful splashes
Why can’t we see beauty
In unshaded symmetry
Why do our hearts crave
For spectrums uncreated
Bleed Red
These #lines have been filling my mind since morning because I am speechless at what’s happening in our world. I have no other way to explain the overwhelming desperation I am feeling.
From tanned, barren, lonely lands
Blows blinding dust of Afghanistan
Women smothered in black tears
Children born shadowed by fears
Of a future so distant, so unknown
Life so petty, all hope so forlorn
Who are the Gods orchestrating
Men at endless wars devastating
Where poppy fields bleed red
Staining shrouds of the undead
Opium dreams fill terror nights
Where gloom sells as paradise
How humanity sleeps in peace
When hearts beat with unease
Balloon Man
The balloon man
With helium-filled
Quirky designs
Much like life
Twisted, tied
Waiting to float
Into azure skies
Alas! The master holds
The strings tight!
Silhouettes
Shadows dance on the wall
Claws dripping death
Faces set with fangs
Tentacles reaching out
From beyond sodden graves:
Against an orange luminous
The candelabra brings alive
Fears from another lifetime
Silhouettes from the wild,
The ones I fail to pacify!
Ravage my peace of mind!
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