Magic Mushroom

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Myriads of pain, soaked numb by your gaze. I froze, as our eyes kissed. Picturesque were we, I admired your slender body.

Sshhh-‘, she whispered to my pounding heart. ‘– Come with me‘, as she spelled magic words on me. Dazed by her touch, she dragged me through the window to my rooftop. Beneath the sky and above the reality, she started painting my musings.

Her brushstrokes made moon spring to my life, Bungee jumping in the sky. Mother trees singing lullaby to little stars, who were scared by the clouds under their bed.

Dripping my blood in the perfect balance of calm and havoc, on her canvas. She kissed ache out of my soul.

I saw art through your eyes; little did I know, she saw art through my thoughts. Clearing the dark clouds of failure and changing my perception about me.

She left me alone with my mosaic heart. She was lotus to my murky soul. Spreading the petals of love and scent of never-ending saga of unremitting love.

She was magic, I thought.

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Weed

4:20 am.

Shattering my heart into infinitesimal pieces of love.She didn’t just leave a hole in my heart; she threw away the seed of existence from my soul. Grinding my feelings into dust, she smiled. Carefully, rolling my shiny stark pieces of heart into fragile paper.

As her lips kisses the paper and my insatiable desire catches fire, I burned myself down. The flooding  bloodstream, turning her numb blue nerves to visibly bright green, reflection of my heart raging through your bloodshot red eyes; I take you with me

 Skiing on the clouds, as stars dance on a  dark night, a thought of me pulls you back into reality from the muse on the wall. Above the ignorance, she  cried through the serene mist.

My thoughts are slave to him‘, she thought.

She lied there into oblivion, as I bury her dark emotions into the grave within my soul. Spirals of emotions emerging,deep rooted within her soul. Emotions of everything beautiful and honey, She smiled, spreading her arms out in joy; standing in the middle of a cyclone.

I burned myself down,
To lit you up,
I crushed myself down,
To lift you up,
I saw you there,
Up and untouched.

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Cigarette

 

cropped-cigarette.jpgLet me light you up. Smoke swirling up in the air and I thought of you. Every drag of you I smoke, has a different story to tell and then it vanishes into the air leaving behind the memories I flake into my memory pit.

Another drag is what my heart demands so that I can feel tranquil again, so that I can be calm and composed for what uncertainty has to bring. As I take you in, knowing everything will be fine no matter what, you can feel safe inside me, so safe that I’ll hurt myself to get you out of anything, back into the world of happiness while you leave that beautiful scar inside me.

As I see you happily swirling back into the air that makes me feel loved, another drag of you is what I ll take. You flowing into me again while we filter our differences and ego. We move on until we both know the time has come.

That last drag.

One last time where I can protect you from all the evil out there and you killing me from inside, I let you go free knowing we both will be dead soon, knowing we finally made peace with each other, knowing that you’ll be happy and free.

We’ll leave this world maintaining eye contact with each other like we cannot get enough of us, craving more of us. That’s how I want to spend my life with you.

i love you

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