Half-remembered dreams
And unfinished soliloquoys,
Keeping my quiet
And I won't let you in my life.
But what have I done
To just leave this all alone,
Even with all of this time
My life is still not my own.
– Arsh
Thoughts of a Night Owl
My heart is locked in a bony cage,
Where it writhes and turns for Freedom's sweet lips.
It toils to keep this mortal vessel alive,
Yet struggles to find some peace of mind.
But Darkness calls with comfort and change,
Death's loving embrace so gentle and safe,
The Night calls away all worries formed by Day.
– Maya Desdemona
Ode To The Burnt (Matchstick)
Are you a burnt little matchstick?
Struck against scraping sandpaper
Till you shine bright enough to be a star,
But the joy of being enough is robbed by the end, without going far.
Burnt, crippled, broken, and used,
Now showing no more potential nor promise,
You are thrown away by the world,
Tossed in a pile without a thought,
The light you brought, they forgot,
So they have simply left you to rot.
-Maya Desdemona
Loss
I suppose there was truth when Calpurnia said:
"The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes."
For as I stare out my window,
Glancing at heaven above and ground below,
I see white lilies mourn the loss of a kind soul from this world,
And the mighty heavens themselves stand in shame at their helplessness.
On this day
A great and kindly spirit was robbed from this Earth,
Far too early, sooner than one would anticipate,
And simply...
That.
That spirit has left this Earth, and left us mortals in its wake
As fleeting as the picture captured
With these gifts called memories.
-Desdemona
Lilium – Sweet Lily
Sweet lilium,
Thy ghostly pallor paired with thine emerald stem,
Reaching for golden sunlight to bask thy head,
Symbol of rebirth, and of death.
At the feet of the Madonna thou art placed,
Purity of the soul returned to Heaven’s embrace,
Flush with life, forever in graceful sway,
Sweet lilium, now in decay.
– Maya Desdemona
Lured By Promises
Come on in,
Dip your toes in this-
Though I can't promise that the water will always be fine
In this tumultuous sea,
I will be your net,
Your safety boat,
Your clamouring hand
That reaches the shore,
That life-guard's vest
With a red whistle to blow
A calm embrace,
A caress to the face,
But while this siren says...
Your drowning I cannot replace.
– Maya Desdemona
Falling Seaside Waves
The moon calls the pristine sea-water,
Which in turn, reaches to the sky to answer.
The wind sings of this sultry exchange,
While the poor rocks,
Constantly thrashed by the falling tides,
Can only silently sigh.
– Maya Desdemona
The Weight of the World
I have endured much sorrow,
And yet I stand tall.
Lived and loved through the ages,
And yet I am brought down low.
I hope you forgive me
For not having the strength
To continue fighting.
After all,
The weight of the world is heavy today.
– Arsh
My Ghost
Will you come back soon?
I've been waiting,
And I know that we agreed before.
But I've been so lonely,
Just waiting for your spectre,
To come back and haunt me...
Please come back to haunt me.
– Arsh
Graveyard Love
My heart is a graveyard.
Of memories,
Of love.
Of everything that I am not
And of everything that I am to you.
My soul is a ravine.
Consuming,
Always devouring.
Taking everything for itself
And leaving me bereft of peace.
– Arsh
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