Falling through a vicious sinkhole,
My mind spirals out of control.
One thing out of place,
And everything has gone to waste.
My control over this,
Has to be absolute.
Else most everything I've done,
Will mean less than nothing.
– Arsh
Panopticon
This prison of my mind,
Is perfect for me.
I cannot leave,
And neither can I stay.
No interaction with myself,
Slowly going insane.
This really is the most perfect prison,
A prison of the mind.
– Arsh
The Sea
The sea is beauty in cruelty,
Cruelty in beauty.
It is constant and ever-changing,
Linear and paradoxical.
The sea both gives and takes,
Both sailors fortunes and their doom.
The sea is indifferent to all,
And yet a caring mistress.
The sea is a beauty unto itself,
Both calm and turbulent.
It is everything at once,
And it is my only love.
– Arsh
Betrayal
I watch as you bring me down,
Stare silently as I watch my fall.
My hope has already withered,
I once used to trust you.
Everything was so perfect,
I don't know why it had to change.
I don't know why you did it,
I can't help but ask why.
My faith in you is gone,
I will never trust you again.
My god, why did I ever trust you,
I think I might hate you.
– Arsh
Unsolved Murder
Vermillion blood spilled
On snow-white tiles.
Bloody knives are hidden
In the black of night.
Standing orders are
Given to keep guard.
And yet the murderer
Always slips the guard.
Seeing as the one
To help keep guard is
The murderer, it seems the
Murder will never be solved.
– Arsh
When everything is done
Whispering voices surround me,
The fence has been broken for days.
The lamp posts flicker and burn out,
Plunging the street into darkness.
Eyes that have been raised in the light,
Seek into darkness for comfort,
And the hands brought up in the dark,
Shy away from the eyes that blind.
– Arsh
Stages of revenge
It stings.
Frustrated tears pool at my eyes,
Unable to do anything else.
It simmers.
Darkened eyes look away as
Yet another bribe takes place right under the noses of those
Who were once trusted to protect us.
It burns.
Knuckles are bleeding,
Pummeling the punching bag as though
It would chase all problems away.
It boils over.
Knives stick out of those
Who once dared to take advantage of our innocence
Leaving behind empty puppets.
It's empty.
But maybe this emptiness
Will herald better days.
– Arsh
Sun and Moon
Cross my heart and hope to die,
My battles seem to shut you down.
I never meant to leave you hurting,
Yet all our tears seem so redundant.
Our priorities were never the same,
It took me breaking to even notice.
I watch for success, you wait for love,
And neither of us will compromise.
You are the sun, I am the moon,
We cannot live without each other.
I chase for you, You chase for me,
Yet our different lives means we never see.
– Arsh
A.D.L.S
Arrogantly asking, archly austere and,
Ardently avoiding all active Argos.
Deeply drawling, darkly damning,
Doll-like dangers are disarmingly dancing.
Loudly laughing, laboriously looking,
Luminous luck of lurking look-outs.
Strolling softly, slowly stalking,
Showing strange signs of sagely sagas.
– Arsh
You and Me
I have always missed you,
But even if Fate deemed it so,
I would never go back to you.
I long for the ease
That being with you,
Has always given me.
Yet I would cut off my arm,
Before I reached out to you,
To help soothe me.
It didn't have to end this way,
Yet it's the only way this could have ended,
You and me, as parallel lines,
Parallel lives.
– Arsh
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