Monday, April 17, 2017

Laughing Gods

My broken little heart
In embezzled bits and pieces
Has lost definition.

Utterly destroyed
Senselessly alive.

Can you still see the whole?
In this bizzare mix
Of  jigsaw pieces?

Sweetness assails
Darkness drowns
Doubts assault
Fear cripples
And I'm not in control
Anymore.

Failures reinforce
Themselves.

Like breadcrumbs
I have scattered
My soft stuffing
On the water.
Take care of me
Waves
Afloat a bit longer
Faithless desperate.

I too
Have walked on water.

My soul I scourge from
Sticky soot of grimy
Fireplaces.
Poker faced fate and I
Stare each other down.

In the glow of
Stifling embers
I see my marauder's map
With no destination.

Look after my puny
Leavings
After I have
Departed
Wind and water
Air and Fire
Soft are your kisses.

Thoughts random rain
Mind is happenings staged
A duet of dying pain.

And I love that
This too shall pass.

And I love that
This too must end.

Take care
Dearly beloved memories
Somehow
Sometime
Someone else
Will make them again.

Colour your skies
Chalky indigo red
Breathing fire
Into orangewood honey sunsets
Stellar mind bending
Into astonishing morphs of
Ourselves, regards
DNA resurrected.

Goodbye memories.
Stuffing this piteous
Silenced scarecrow.

Goodnight.
No one will make you
Quite like me
Again.

Death
Eternally syncing
Past with future
Flashing through
Muted mythic
Clouds.

Mystical mistakes
Infinite reconstructions.

A part of me
Thanks you
Future carrier
And bearer.

You will do it
So well.

That the I
That could have been
will walk
On water
Again and again.

Heaven Is
Not ever being frightened
Of hell.

We code again
And erase glitches
With conscious
Choices.

Next time
We walk on water
We will do it
For real.

Laughing Gods
We will frolic
And connect
With dolphins.

(c) Amrita Valan 2017

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