madness
clay
Light
has always been there
never beyond reach
flickering
at times flaming wild
defined spaces
clear boundaries
but to have a heart
that has bled much
loved much
it is in darkness
that the human in me
comes to life.
naked truth
what a strange beauty there is
in learning from the opposites
I love freely
because I know how it feels
not to be loved
I appreciate little things
whole heartedly
because I know how it is
to be taken for granted
I try hard to understand
because I know how it feels
to be misunderstood
I am and I am not
yet I persist
I often smile at the sun
I seek light
because I have seen
the darkest of nights
I know what freedom is
because I had been tied down
for too long to a place
I didn’t belong
I long for my home
because I know how agonizing
that separation is
covered in thorns
I delight in soothing
someone’s pain
having drowned in tears
I delight in a smile on a face
yes, you can call me insane
because I know there is nothing
no nothing in staying sane
I know yet I remain a fool
hiding behind words
look how I spill
my heart out
how amazing it is, I wonder
to have learnt from contradictions
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photography by Nassima Rothacker : http://www.nassimarothacker.com
intoxicating splendor
where do I exist, dear Beloved?
one minute I am here
another, with you
what place do I call mine
this or that?
what is this space
separating yet binding us
where I stay
enchanted and scattered
like a million stars
reaching out to the Sun
umbral chutzpah
o love-creased redolence –
be my muse
inspire me
seep into my veins
then settle in my bones
feed this restless wanting
u n f o l d me
with your fingertips
become a part of me
a shadow
that never leaves
in thoughts
that I conceive
colour
me
deep
in your dark madness
midnight epiphany
walking the path
beneath incandescent moonlight
as we share similar madness,
clarity pours
from another realm
the words that make us
ceaselessly
fill the space
between us
bathed
in the light
emanating
from our beings,
absorbed
in the thoughts
mirroring our essence,
we ascend
I pause briefly
in wonder
as time slips away
only to discover
how I would
give myself
in the fraction
of an instant
to enter
that state of oblivion
with you
again
te amo
nostalgic tune,
love sublime
certain madness,
moments without time
fluttering spirit,
trembling zeal
piercing glance,
igniting a flame within
soft skin,
gentle strokes
warmth of touch,
swaying souls
awashed,
in turning of tide
flood of sweet sensations,
trickling nearby
heavenly bosom,
angel eyes
enticing madness,
under the midnight sky
a night
to remember
a dance
with a stranger