Throughout all the unyielding, cacophonous clamour,
Within the intricacies of intersecting timelines,
Overwhelmingly gnawing inside even the most remote labyrinths of your mind,
Silence listens to every rapid thrash of a trepidatious heart,
Adheres to the wheezing forced from infolding lungs,
Travels from one neuron to another,
Always looking for a pathway to calm your inner demons.
But in spite of all its longings to fix the trauma-laced flames licking your soul,
Its dreams are continuously unsuccessful,
As it paradoxically gets drowned by all the nightmarish noise.
Categories:
infolding, angst, anxiety, deep, emotions,
Form: Free verse
It is a consuming fire
that folds in on itself
Should it ever blossom open to you,
are you holy enough to view?
This infolding fire
will give you a glimpse
of the appearance of God
Are your eyes pure enough to see
the place where the judgment of souls shall be?
Categories:
infolding, god, religious, spiritual, truth,
Form: Verse