Lust IN One

Give into lust,
if you must,
revel in its consuming sensation,
but be careful,
it runs the risk of turning into disgust.
Roaming from one to an another,
it’s semi-romantic,
but it may leave you feeling frantic.
To love one embodies perfection,
varying from your common place seduction,
tie her up – she reciprocates for fun,
and when we’re all done she refuses to run

Dial Tone

Listen on the rain,
last words you said to me,
this before you led me to decay.
Tears stream down my face,
you hung up – leaving me in disgrace,
daunting final words dwell in deafening ears,
your voice left me swallowed in all my fears.
Broken pieces of my heart,
left in shambles without my counterpart,
she was the one keeping me together,
now without her I’ve lost – my reason – my treasure

Sleeping Giant

A forgotten self,
the beating heart of today’s commonwealth,
swipe or tap,
doesn’t matter as long you’re relevantly intact.
Swollen soul,
thinking you’re irrevocably in control,
but little did we know,
we’re being cataloged and sold.
Eyes wide,
pupils dilating in size,
incapable of witnessing our mind’s demise,
we cry in sleep – while they laugh at our compromise.

Ignite

There is no right and wrong in this world,
only what one can tolerate and stand,
choosing a side is a futile plan,
do and an open mind you have burned.
Life is a singularity under the concept of man,
division is a construct in driving us mad,
good against evil is romantic within ink,
but in true it hinders our ability to think.
Steal your mind and open it to reality,
an existence of inclusion is its actuality,
take what you’ve learned and create an incision,
be the child that the universe always envisioned.

Precipitation​

Our chests heaving in rhythm,
windows steaming with the heat of our decision,
my legs still shaking from her womanly wisdom,
such a vixen…impossible to envision.

Finally gathering a breath I asked,
“Do you trust me now, in light of our endeavor?”

With a side glance, she said,
“No. Not now…not ever.”

Closing

My body is numb with thoughts of you,
look upon your face and all I feel is shame,
an emptiness gather at the centre of my universe,
time begins to slow as I linger in my ironic hearse.
I gaze into the mirror,
the reflection not getting any clearer,
a stranger to my cause,
traitor to the one life revolved.
Losing the mission,
failing because of my decision,
betrayal of my own creation,
and to that, I proceed with my last dissertation