Moving Forward.

“Transformation is something I cannot explain – too much analysis might destroy it.”Sophia Loren What remains,When you decide to not care?What remains,When you forget the bygones,And only wish to rediscover you,To make something new? What remains, When you've decided in your head, To just take this leap of faith?What remains,When an innate voice tells youThat …

Back to you.

Thoughts, my eternal alien musings,Travel thirsty, over stellar distances,And find a loop, circling back to you. I’m unaware of what connects us,Maybe strings of that insidious violin,Or those undead, buried feelings. Confounded I wander, a nomadThrough the desert of oblivion.Maybe I’ll live solemn for this era,Or find a new beginning in the blues. - Amittras …

Quintessence.

An equilibrium exists all the same,As we surf upon these moments,Of the fierce war we fight now,Against each-other, but as one. Provoked kingdoms of our bodies,Ravenous swords of our desire,An untamed randomness of skill,As you riposte and I remise. Like the cacophony of sunlight,As it dances inside a dew,Or the raucous frothing waves,As they crash …

The Ultimate Escape.

I’m on an escape, a voyage;Through time, one day at a time.I don’t know the charts,The stars are delusional. And at the far end, at the horizon,Where two lives meet as one,Where wind and the waves clash,The unreachable, blissful death,Of the never ending ocean,The ultimate escape, A voyage for life, through time,One day, at a …

4 Lines from Love #6

Image Obtained from Google, edited in Photoshop I am a frozen perished beauty,An incinerating blaze of vexation.I am the petals, and I am the dew,Twinkling quiet, on a blooming carnation.