Dream I sleep in my shed with no sheet on my shape to reveal myself in this naked dream Skin I could sense your delicate presence and your gentle touch on my rough & wounded skin Lips The wet taste of tenderness was breathless when your reminiscence kissed my thirsty lips Sync The beauty & the beast I could reel with the tip of my screams in one single & effortless sync Beat These days my heart is burning in fire & dark memories, so I pen my art with sighs & I drop the beat Tears Longing to belong & to be can stream the rivery of my inner scene into the whispers of my lonely tears Green The thing is that I can see the serene smile instantly & sea the shine of your waterfall with crystals green Miss The pink thread & pinpricks did stitch mess & paint sick but the fact remains it’s still you that I purely miss You It’s you I mirror & it’s you I loved with pure intention but today only your reflection is left in the song – it’s you
I’m republishing my old poem – The Devil’s Face in a new form….Every single element of this video is created by myself….poem, photo, piano (well, hitting the keys), special effects etc….I’m simply experimenting & at the same time, connecting with the I in me….
Look beyond the gory imagination to sense the essence.
This is an excerpt of my original post – The Devil’s Face, that I published on 21/09/2019: It’s my poem of horrors if you simply read the words. But if you dig deeper, it’s not about the blood bath. It’s about showing the real face, which we tend to hide to give the fake appearance of looking happy & great. To me, it’s not a scary poem, it’s a sacred one – a different art form.
The heart is eyeing my phase while I am crying The air in my body is heavy the way I am sighing The mind of mine is red diamond when I am mining
The fire is burning my track that I trace on thin icing The demons are scratching my face while they’re dancing My feet are loosing the balance, so I’m simply sliding
Time is chasing the zones that once were hiding The walls of this form are cracking & now they’re falling I’m unchaining my case that was suppressing the deeper calling
My voice is whispering to burning stars as they keep shining The soul is grounding my whole in soil as if I am dying This all is enlightening the core, it’s so exciting
After Reliving, I took a time off from WP….and now I’m coming back slowly….I’ve certainly missed you & your lovely writings / art….I will try to catch up but if I can’t, then a new day & a new beginning. Here’s my new poem / spoken word – Eyeing my Phase.