The author's journey begins at the age of 14, with his first and last heartbreak No blood pumps through this catatonic heart, no beating sounds does it make. 18 years have passed since then, not one sober or in control Such is the price of existing, even a dead heart must pay life's toll....Read more

Seize me. Cease me. Sleepless fits, Nightmare fuel, endless rain. Grinding midnight bones, Like a demonic epilepsy, I am the sum of Pain. *Netherworld, Asgard, Helheim* I have roamed Only to wait for you, from the Dreamscape, To come home....Read more

Red of her nail, Leaves its kiss upon skin, Peeling secrets from layer Upon layer of him. Red of her nail Grazing a neck in sleep A woman's vengeance Is not bitter, only sweet Red of her nail, Points at places, Where love between them Was thin as laces. Red of her nail motions him on his knees Pu...Read more

Sol stands bright behind me, Yet my eyes burn. It is her turn, One behind this thin glass, To hold my gaze, Blind me with her light, Akin to Vulcan's furnace....Read more

Embarrassing, Each time, I remain a passer by. She walks past, smiling, Perfume wafting, shark to blood, I follow yet remain wary. If only, when she looked at me, Said hello, That one and only time, If only the sound I made was my own, And not the frogs in my throat....Read more

I am neither the Sun bright, fiery life. Nor am I the Moon flawed, lifeless cold. I am the Eclipse a precipice, In between....Read more

The wolf killed the bear. The dead leaves rushed in. Blue rushes the red and leaves, violet, sprawled against the sky. The white churns orange into feeble sunlight. The world breaks, when you dream. And I am the first to fall....Read more

A splash of tea. A dash of coffee. Empty cups sat long after, The departure of their masters, In a wayward coffee shop, Pondering on words, Spoken in a rare dialogue....Read more

I tire of waking up to sticky notes; On my pillows, Where your head was the night before....Read more

My toes fail to curl in the concrete beneath, Tears unfurl as I yearn for the Beach. My nose bleeds, infiltrated by gas, smoke and dust; The sting of saline odor gone; eyes dry, for Brine I lust. I swim in a Sea but of a different kind, stretching far out before me, Schools of myriad Fishes crossi...Read more

I wish you would lie to me With your eyes open for once. I wish your face faced me When you lie and make me dance. ...Read more

When you finally burn your soul, Were I the pyre.. Or were I the fire?...Read more

Apocalyptic departure A comical catastrophe. Separated from reality By a mere apostrophe. Two breaths left, One was for saying good-bye. But the vapour hugged his throat Breaths wasted on a deaf layby. Gone. Just so. Parallels do not meet after all. Yet he'd break mensuration A tangent beside her,...Read more

When the hearth shall burn, Hestia incarnate, my love she turns. Faces me, brings me close, Reminds an insecure heart, it she chose. A sombre wish for a lasting pyre, Of wood and timber feeding the fire. Her hands when cold; warmth, my gift, Endless sleep in passion, together we drift....Read more

The Pilgrim weary, arrives At Her shrine; endless and infinite. Seeking comfort, day and night, A solitary hand, in hopes to not be denied. Soul stripped, his body died, Prostrate at Her feet like a still tide. Arms outstretched, seeking shelter in Her hollow eyes, Withers away at Her feet under ...Read more