Silent whisper,
susurration of gentle stream,
disappearing in the fading distance,
a long night,
creepy voices,
fluttering of wind,
mind at rest,
fighting the storm raging inside the body,
peace is a heavy price to pay,
liberated soul,
unfulfilled prayer,
come and claim the body,
I challenge the Gods!
it shall not be!
Emerging victorious from the jaw of death,
they think!
wounds shall remain,
true liberation doesn’t reside in the battered body!
Inexistent,
a pound of flesh,
wandering aimlessly,
it’s no triumph,
a curse to fight death at every second,
tired and crumpled i am,
my imagination soars in the dark night,
hello poet,
weaving the strings,
creating illusion,
life,
pain,
death,
passion.
Love
V
