your fingers sweep saline dust
on my collarbones of dirt & dead hopes,
with figaments of knots, sordid closure.
ancient bells marking my face as salinity,
A staircase is kneaded inside my soft nerves,
my soft calves, my soft body..
the memory stinks & stuck
of you, of your black socks i slept in
your scent like vanilla sky,
enamored & ventilated, once
it’s a morbid tale of two now
Ships of lost city
with concrete desoltution
rubbing the corners of my thigh,
my plump breast, my void eyes.
it’s a tale people talk about now.
it’s a rotten sky now.
I am silvered and stickered
in the blue’s of despair
hunting my scalp
down to the ankle stain,
For the roads are a summer breeze
tropical, slapping my coarse breast
the humming is repetitive.
like insanity clicking
Viscous walks defy my extinction.
The roars and shouts, scrapping my last
single bit of blood
my last single ounce of sleep.
my last single mouth of chalks and blackboard.
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Sun-dried lemon peels occur on my skin today,
For the sky sings dust and hailstorm
The segments of abhorrence and sensibilty play a jigsaw game.
For I have inhuman breaths you gave
on that turtle path of stinking array of roses clinging my soul.
I have heard your sorrows, laments to decipher the unknown
Still I am covered in the darkness of your crocodile shadow.
Allright so my dear readers this is a kind of reminder to all to please know the importance of this blogging community.
I am here to write down my emotion through my poetry and prose and on the way I have met splendid writers which I really look forward to.
But off late I have noticed the kind of comments I get and the kind of follows I am getting that really just is annoying. I do not wish to chat here about my personal stories and this for sure is not a dating site. I by no means will allow that and will not follow you back until you captivate me in some way or other!
So kindly give reverence and get reverence likewise!
_My Valiant Soul