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maternal mermaid
life
~ a marine
carousel of soul-cracks
an odyssey of thorns and memories,
a reverie
of regrets and roses.
and I
a mere spectator
of my own circus~
I reminisce
lost in the
eyes of bleeding skies,
tracing colors within
the celestial
casket of cryptic lies,
emanating funeral embers
of deceased innocence,
blanketed
in buried trauma,
six feet beneath
familiar footsteps
that stomped
butterfly blossoms,
oblivious to the suppressed cries
leaving an ache
between
suffocating ribs…
but will saccharine stars
ever reveal
stories left unsaid,
as every cocktail I sipped
was but a
wistful concoction of chaos…
O beloved moon,
forgive the dreariness of
the deadliest midnight
mirroring grief
like a paradox
of paralyzed peonies…
I’ve long been a victim
of soulless ghosts,
sold to the
scorching gold
that the narcissistic sun
served on sinister platters~
as if I were not human,
as if k a r m a slept in
the arms of mythical tales….
yet I am all that the
cold fangs of destiny
failed to unravel
I am k i n d n e s s,
awaiting kaleidoscopic rain.
I am l o v e ,
longing to lace
lakes of hurt with light…
I am p e a c e,
painting pages of loneliness
with perfumed prose.
I am h o p e ,
delicate yet unbreakable.
I am t i m e ,
fleeting and untamable.
so if tomorrow
I forget syllables of serenity
to embellish
introspective i n k
with whimsical
wisps of wisdom
and redolent
runes of resilience
remember
I refuse to
drown in
delusions
and despair
for I will swim
against treacherous tides
facing satanic seas
in falcon fortitude~
a maternal mermaid
s u r f i n g away
from mundane misery,
as I taste
the tender sparks
of turquoise
tomorrows
amidst the seething storms,
veiling the saffron
between
softened streaks
of dulcet dusks...
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