Thursday, November 24, 2011

Missing Muse

Without my muse,
I can paint no more....
can write no more...
I bleed no more...
I feel no more...

@ Cepums - 

Friday, August 19, 2011


...and after days and days of the bitter cold darkness,
it showed itself in the hour when all the hope had drained away...
...a gleaming speck of fading light,
fluttering about like a lost firefly...
...guiding the way through the night,
silently telling you it'll all soon be alright...

Saturday, August 6, 2011


Your soul whispers secrets of the echoing eternity.


Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Morbid Passions

Take my life
Pull this breath out of my body
strand by strand
and with it
take my words,
this heart,
my soul...
For I've bathed
in the fount of your bliss
and I care
no more.
Let me
relish your
simple beauty.
Free me
from myself.
Drain me
of this fanaticism.
Consume me.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011


If only you could see what my eyes do...

If only you could live a dream so true...
Would you know,
How it feels to be blinded by the vision...
Or how to sore free in a prison...

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Rumi, My Dearest...

Dearest Rumi,

Your words resonate the songs of my soul,
During sleepless nights and agonizing days they console.

You are within me...
You are around me...

You are me...