Scars – collaboration

Tisha and I wanted to write on “scars” but I was clueless as ever. This is what I finally came up with: Underneath my skin are tissues and blood; they know your touch. My senses have recognised you long before you laid your hands on me; like on a quest for holy grail, you searched…

Crow.

“The dead shall rise again” cawed he, resting on my shoulders; always preaching. “The roads to hell go through the heaven, the path to heaven is of thorns and blood” His claws dug deeper, every time I looked away, the voice denser, the further we tread, “lift your head up and show your shame” My…

Necessary evil.

Your lips merged into mine like thorny vines, painted red with my blood; I squeeze you into me easing our souls at war. The friction between us set the house on fire as we lay in bed, colliding, burning in desire. My salty skin cherishes your fingernails digging in, rashes, paving way to paradise, tonight…

Mosfuckingquitoes

Eyes shut tight, I started counting sheep. One sheep, two sheep, fuck! I can’t sleep. Mosquitoes play symphonies, ceiling fan is slow and squeaks. I wish this unto no one, this fate of a sweating body and an itchy crotch. If there’s any species that never runs out of food, it’s mosquitoes. Those assholes feed…

Fever dream

Water leaks from the cuts; I try to stop the bleeding, wash the wounds with blood. I wipe my feet with mud and smell the putrid skin, ah! The scent of my soul, decaying within. Ribs protruding through the shirt, fingers adorned with dirt; silence reigns this place, that’s music to my mouth. I stagger…

Just so you know

Words wander around, As days roll by Every second, an eternity My world dreads your absence My pen bleeds, Dreaming of your presence Cold were you, as the winters Caught was I, in your blizzards All the ink froze Yet I write With blood and a rose Read with your heart, love For the eyes…