By the day’s grief
By the night’s joy
In the moment
Hunting for words
With the armor head
Shed the skin in dirt
Unveil the beauty
Of words I created
Image Credit: Pixabay
By the day’s grief
By the night’s joy
In the moment
Hunting for words
With the armor head
Shed the skin in dirt
Unveil the beauty
Of words I created
Image Credit: Pixabay
Struggling through the edges of discomfort
Riding on the rough road of potholes
The rickety vehicle all clogged up with filth
Skin torn from thick spikes on leaves in the forest
Triumph at the end of the road
Not just a winner from survival
But a grateful conqueror who knows no bounds
She’s a diva
In a lush world
Swirling deliciously
In the dark velvety skin
Her lips, the berry fruits
Sweet nectar tasty buds
Eyes that glow in the dark
In the beauty of a woman
The wooden floor creaked silently, I clicked on the light quickly and saw the shadow which moved briskly along the corridor, varnishing into thin air.
I moved further down the stairs shivering with fear, my toes barely touching the cold wood found it’s way to the landing in the living- room; there I saw it, the eyes red shot, blood dripping from his mouth.
A loud screech echoed from an unknown destination. I opened my eyes where I lay on the hospital bed, with a vague uneasiness, not knowing how I got there.
There I saw him right beside my bedpost smiling sexily, looking erotically intense into my eyes. His unbuttoned shirt hung loose on him, his torso bulging out beneath the plain white tight singlet.
He looked so dangerously handsome with his pink lips pouting out calling for a bountiful kiss. He raised his hands and touched my cold skin. He said to me quietly,’I killed him for you, my love, I would protect you for the rest of my life.’ I closed my eyes in despair for a second, I opened it and he was gone.
In those moments
Of quietude
When I sit alone in silence
Waiting for inspiration
Comes spiralling in the air
Whispers of assurance
Goose bumps appear on my skin
My head spins, heartbeat decelerates
It will come
In baskets of fruits
In time of bountiful harvest
So many of it awaits
For you my dear
Be patient a little bit !!!