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Post-Midnight Rituals

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The scars on my wrist
Show battles that I’ve lost
The agony that I’ve suffered
Paying the highest cost

Trading my inner peace
For something quite insane
A demon I can’t control
All that struggle in vain

When I lie on my empty bed
With darkness as my blanket
I let myself drown again
With anchors as my anklet

A downward spiral deeper
With every passing breath
Another endless black hole
Another night to forget

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Millennial

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Nitpicking tiny flaws
Like freckles on my chin
An unfaltering pause
Just before I begin

When I begin to count
The imperfections in me
I lose track of time
With satire all ready

I flip the frame to see
The other side of the picture
But my tainted glasses cause
My perception to be fractured

I push myself around
Between self love and hate
Another feeble attempt
To keep this curse abate

I know I do not suffer
Alone in my despair
Thus know after it all
I am here, and I still care.

Prioress

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Give me some time
Give me some space

Take me to a place

Where I won’t be asked
The tedious task

(A sigh, alas!)

Of rituals
Of prayers

By righteous sayers

Of pious deeds
Of noble needs

Underlying greeds

Pursuing what I cannot
Unforgiving when I forgot

To offer specific alms
To quell certain qualms

Shame
The sin to beautify

Blame
Till the day you die

Follow and obey
As they say

Dare not dismay!

Look pretty
Act petty

It’s all a game of pawns

Play dirty
Look sturdy

Until you are bygones