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And today I board the train again,

That in some moments will take me long away,

Far away from all melancholy and the revulsions,

The shadows of the past i strive to leave behind,

As I have been struggling for a long time,

Strangled and ruined inside voids and tormented in to the vacuums,

And the things were berserk and complicated in existence,

And weeks and days seemed like mere survivals,

Like adrenaline or morphine and aspirin,

Randomized unstable linear series of labyrinths and chaos,

Like the acrid ice meltingly dry as it hovers over the fire,

Impatient and aggravated I am right at this moment,

But through every moment I am hopeful too,

To see a black puffy engine in the horizon,

Peering through the chilling bleached grey snow

As I continue to abide at this second platform,

And I shut my eyes trying to focus and forgive,

To forget…

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if the end is near


at the messy noon
when the breath of life struggling
the torment restrained
in the silence of night
when the breath of life resting
the grief haunted
no naughty tickling from leaves
no jokes from the flirtatious flowers
no swaying of the soft green grass
all just silent ….. in worries
scorch slowly
obliterate  surely
nature crying in deeply
for the dying of sustainability
no one care even aware

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– mei –

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