The resulting fruit is unable to mirror the tree.
I’m unable to crack the code that is me.
The square pegs are lined up in defiant rows.
And the lone vine will unorthodoxly grow.
We’re fighting the tides of unkind situation.
And feeling the pain of lost in translation.
by TOKONI O. UTI
© All rights reserved 2014
Their voices are soft and belled.
I feel that I’m stuck inside.
I’m absolutely unshelled
and wide-closed-eyed.
My voice is a tongue of these bells.
It chimes. It’s echoed by walls.
And every one of my fibres and cells
Are blithesome, free-willed thralls.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014
A pendulum sways
directly overhead.
Celestial ways
are rutted by a feather-edged tread.
A pendulum sways.
Something is amiss.
A white feather glides
down, into the abyss…
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014
Darkness surrounds me,
Engulfing me… comforting me,
Befriending me.
The pain is growing,
Becoming everlasting…
It has become my new bride.
My memories are long gone and
Far away now as distant as
Alpha Centauri.
I lie here like and open wound
With puss oozing out.
Like an itch that can never be scratched.
Like a virgin who will never be able to feel the inside of a woman and explode in ecstasy…
My time has come… I am slipping away to never-never land… like a thief in the night.
Fuck you, world…
You gave me nothing
And I give you nothing back…
by PURPLE CREATURE
© All rights reserved 2014
unbolt me 