❦→[the silhouette]
all day the wine crawls upon bright beige satins,
with each point scattering
on the floor like better nights
"do this the right way
and earn that which you deserve"
some silhouette spins and sways
a mannequin inside
rooms painted to be deserts
colours mixed halfway through
dry
melting with the heat into fraught-smiles
wry
the silhouette drops a box
forgetting the contents,
spilling fatalities on the floor
they run as do cowards
slipping and sliding down the door
is the silhouette achilles' heel?
preaching to confide and never reveal
then the heat drops,
they constantly bleed a little
tangled in the strings
of a soundless fiddle
you could come and go
as you please
as their home's an open door,
slip away and resurrect any second with ease
the clock stopped once
and stayed the same,
even with another charge, a second chance
it stayed the same
if silhouettes could speak,
who would hear?
sights of immense fear
are better off far than near
sitting under a upside down sphere
leads you right here,
to flatten the matter
and cross it together,
to split and shatter,
fogged up translucent cups
you stepped on unreachable shrubs and scrubs — and weary oil paintings to get her
pointless is purpose,
for a mere silhouette
spend hours in the sunpose
to fume later with regret
red days are darker than blue,
because violence starts and ends with you
ashes! ashes!
haven arson committed takes more than two,
we fall down
and wait until somebody catches things the silhouette dropped and found
HAPPY DIWALI TO THOSE CELEBRATING!!
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| musings harmonizing
Poetryhi! <3 this is a collection of my self written poems/songs over the years. lowercase intended. possible triggers - i have introductory poems in the begging to showcase my writing style, with one old and one new poem. - most of this is imaginative...
