Missing Muse

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

@ Cepums - http://cepums.deviantart.com/art/artist-and-muse-45504220 

hOpe

...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...

Rumi

Your soul whispers secrets of the echoing eternity.

Listen.

Morbid Passions

Take my life

Pull this breath out of my body

strand by strand

and with it

take my words,

thoughts,

this heart,

and

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.

Unchained

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...

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...