Yanked

Yanked

The calm after the storm

Atrophied

The raging secrecy

Brandished in skin

The sin of midnight 

Pressed against sheets

Vigil of silence

Muddied in family consciousness

After a fortnight of eloping

Confluence of desire wrapped in a bow of pink

O, the sharp sting of loss

For she lay there, weathered

Kneading earth

And here I am

Couched in pseudo-ebullient stars

A fierceness ringing in my head 

For I decided to wed this wench against family will

And she bowed out before I could

Savor time,

nestled in virgin love.

Yoked

The fault lines bleed 

in their carnal fervor

Trails of bloodied mope

Meander her tear-stained cheeks

She dabbed at the pool

of sorrow set before her

Gulped in ravenous bouts

Then seethed at the dark

There is a star-crusted flake

fast cuddling the nook of her neck

Then she reminisces the past in her sepulcher

Can see her dearie weeping giant pails over their teenage love

Keep bawling, apple-cheeked lover

In pain, we are one!

Ascend

Let a candle flicker 

And see moths ascend to light

Let grief flutter

And see distanced lovers descending to nought

I eat hope whole

Full-bellied, 

yet come up empty.

So I levitate, 

To meet my lover whole

With these bloated pills melding with my stomach juices.



Re-birth

Cast us away and 

we will tear down those mildewed gates

We inch to re-incarnation.

Birth us into two pulsating halves

To find each other again in the next world.

Or stiffen our gait,

Gun us down in this sepulcher

With what remains of borrowed time till judgement. 

………………………………………………………………

Such a grave sin to house our light

Such treachery to tear us from each other

In our burrowed longing

O deadened life

You soured out two young lovers

It’s time for recompense.

Re-birth us to light

Thrust us to a bleached-out sky

So we are woven, incandescent.

Sun and moon

Tugging, swaying, finally interwoven.

Two pulsating halves,

Amalgamated whole,

Firing up the galaxies.