Wednesday 30 August 2017

MOLTEN ANGER


Oh How much Misery! Oh! How much pain!

Can existence can be so weary!

Can life be so wrathful?

Can all of this; be of my own making!

The fire of hated burns!  

Burns within me!

Burning and charring

Even the remnants of my soul!

Alas!

Nothing good is left of it

Molten anger boils and overflows

And destroys everything in its path

Nothing is left, of sanity and rationality!  

Thanks to this! All my misery!

The heretic says!

To hold on to anger; is to live in hell

Oh foolish mind!


Drop anger before it’s too late!



HIBISCUS



Between dawn and dusk





Blossoming fully!





Not worrying about withering away






The hibiscus Flower! 







NAMELESS FEELINGS


The air is heavy; the day is humid

A light drizzle falls

The leaves gently tremble

The sky is gray

The clouds are dark and in a hurry

In my mind

Thoughts are scarce

But a heavy feeling grows in the chest

A distant sting

A prod within

A writhe in the gut

A non-corporeal ache

An unexplainable sense of sinking!

As I sit here and watch the clouds of nameless  feelings pass by!


I gently hope for a sunny day!

SHIP OF HOPE



Possibilities are many




Actualities, few! 




Sailing between  




The ship of hope!


THIS HELL


Wrath and misery!  



No peace of mind



No serenity!



No sanity!



Only restless burning fury!




This hell!