It’s getting difficult 

To keep up a silent facade

The thoughts are thumping

Unbolting the bars 

Making their way  

To the carte blanche

Soon you shall see

A panoply of scars 


Night terrors


To my beloved, 

When you lie under the naked sky 

Capturing the rays of shimmering stars

That bring with them many untold stories 

Don’t you ever wonder, not even for a second 

If you could take a swim in the purest of water

To deterge all your lies with each ebbing tide

Don’t you just wanna jostle against the mud of your dishonesty

That incarcerate your every breath till this very moment

I often ask myself; how you close your eyes at night

Knowing there is no room for a dreamless slumber 

Just gloominess that spreads tormenting nightmares

The only time you can not face away from reality

Don’t you quiver in your sleep, to run from the truth

To stir up and choose a path of foul play again

Oh beloved, don’t forget that it’s what leads you to your night terrors



No you cannot spring up colors into the depth of my soul

Dark heap of ashes casting shadows across

So afar I cannot outstretch, cannot take a grip of my departing self

Which drew in all the blaze, so you stay away from conflagration 

Are you so naive to think a flower blossoms in a ground of cinders?

No you cannot step in and lift the leaden sorrows

Keeping my facade from floating away

A bonhomie dying everyday, hiding behind this semblance 

A gloominess sowing seeds in every corner, enclosing my every breath

How callow of you to think it will be a jovial unfurling.. 



Together we went astray without saying a word

Introspecting our souls with each step taken

No courage to lift our brooding eyes

No valor to vocalize our thoughts

Which one is deeper, I wonder;

This dark abyss or our broadening silence.