• bhavabhivyakti 11w

    A mild slumber drops & breaks itself on my head,
    Everytime I think of the sound of his voice talking like lovers to me in my head..
    That guilty slumber reaches out through the skull and tears my body in half..
    Every tinge of emotion left in me is physical pain soaked in sleep now..
    It wakes me up to nerves of me that I didnt even know existed before this dizzyness..

    A Darker shade of red than usual, flows on the floor,
    From the torn apart head and heart of mine..
    Tonight my sleep is not taking me to the merry dreams of him,
    But a hellish room full of mirrors,
    showing me the ugliness I have carried within me all these years..

    The ugliness that possesses me as the mirror of others to show them where they lack..
    The ugliness that I've rejected too like the world..
    Tonight my sleep is gonna take me deeper into myself,
    To wake and invoke the 'Uglier Me' back to the stage where it belongs..
    From where it was thrown into the prison,
    by vulgar judging eyes of the world living in me..
    The stage is gonna be hers again,
    This time not as my demon, but myself!

    ©bhavabhivyakti

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    ~Dark Night of the Soul~

    Tonight my sleep is gonna take me deeper into myself,
    To wake and invoke the 'Uglier Me' back to the stage where it belongs..
    From where it was thrown into the prison,
    by vulgar judging eyes of the world living in me..
    The stage is gonna be hers again,
    This time not as my demon, but myself!

    ©bhavabhivyakti