Shackles of the mind

love and boundless love

the 'art' of missing someone

the web of emotions

the constant victim hood

how much needs to unwind

the deep fulfilling breath

the closing of eyes

the head dropping back

how much undercover

needs to outshine.

Broken Hope

Half broken as i lay

with wind gushing through my wound

and blood gushing out,

I see images

dark and twisted

passages deep and narrow

with the only thing

to keep me company

is the light in my heart

and the dreams which are shallow

well cornered from one end

I bleed from another

camouflaged by the beauty

of the exterior

its the inside that needs mending

with pieces falling bit by bit

I reach out with ecstasy

towards my only hope left.

TEARS

Tears of anger on my face,

the guarded emotion does eventually surface,

how i swallow the feeling in deepest bounds,

howit comes out when the tear of anger

trickles down.

Its hatred to do what i'm not

and  the mind numbing try to become,

to fight,to reach maximum.

Its the feeling of being lashed out for no reason.

Its the feeling when you wanna crush

and you crash down.