untamed writing

untamed writing

Saturday 16 January 2016

Oh my princess !

                  You are a magnificent,beautiful Princess writing your own fairy tale . You are a warrior,an artist,a baker,an explorer and a writer. In your fairy tale you are dancing to the music creating magic with your every spin . You deserve a romance written by the stars themselves . You deserve to be kissed passionately in the rains and to be a muse of poems and charcoal sketches cause you are a princess . And like every perfect fairy tale,yours too deserve a prince. A prince who cherishes you who; loves you like there is no tomorrow . A prince who kisses you to taste every broken verse that escaped from your lips  .
                        But beware my dear for the kingdom is littered with evil sorcerers who dress up as your prince ; A sorcerer who disguises himself to look just like your prince . The evil sorcerer lurking in the shadows of your castle . A sorcerer who lures you with his intoxicating eyes , his melodious voice  and his magic . But beware my princess for the sorcerer is an illusion . He pockets a poisoned apple, a prickly needle and a sleep potion . Do not mistake him for the one my princess , do not be trapped by this mirage . Don't be tempted by this sorcerer my princess for his kisses will not set out a million fireworks in your heart.The way he'll touch you would never send  electric currents down your body . Nor will he ever look at you like you are the most amazing thing that existed on this planet .
                              The sorcerer will kiss you though for he knows you have never been kissed before. He will touch you like nobody has touched before. He will weave a thousand lies and make you believe that this is all true .  Turn around , walk away my princess for the sorcerer's love is just skin deep .  My dear princess recognize the touch, the kiss,and you'll know no matter how skilled the sorcerer is at making love, he will never love you . And if you make the mistake of loving the sorcerer you will be left alone , He will  walk away my princess.
                             So wait my princess wait for the prince who will help you write your fairy tale . One who loves you for your heart . your soul and not just your skin . Leave your glass slippers at the doorstep of someone who would walk a thousand miles to find you . If you're to tame a Beast let him be the one who is capable of love . Let him fight the witches, the evil forest creature to break the curse that lays on you.  Doesn't matter if he be a pauper my princess for he will still cherish the magic you hold , He will illuminate his hut with a billion stars with it as he will watch you lie down next to him . And he will make you grateful for everyday that you spend with him ;For every bread you break with him, for every broth you share with him . He my princess will love you till he cures the damage done by the sorcerer .
                               Believe my princess, Make a wish on the shooting star, take a walk out of the castle if the shadows of the sorcerer still haunt you , Turn the page my princess, start a new chapter , but don't shy away from what happened "once upon a time" cause your prince will be here to finish it with an "happily ever after"...

Saturday 9 January 2016

I cannot sleep

I cannot sleep .... 
                I fall into a pill induced coma that tires me out. I stare point blank at the fake radium painted stars on my ceiling overtaken by insomnia and wonder why . My subconscious  Free falling into a dreamless state of blankness cold , numb not a thought that dares pass through. 
I cannot sleep .... 
                  Cause I hear the storm brewing outside my window similar to the one tearing my rib cage apart. A tempest that spins within me ,around me . With the debris of your memories scratching  my insides.I am the eye of that very storm . 
I cannot sleep ... 
            As I breath in your fragrance that is still entrapped here . Our bed sheet laced with your musk, my only companion on insomniac nights .your perfume lingers like a ghostly shadow embracing me in winters .
I cannot sleep ...
             Your memories as intoxicating as the liquor bottles I drown into ; Slowly spiraling into cigarette smokes drifting away from me , Your memories like stars in a moonless night countless; diverse spread across the massive universe directionless and still aligned .  
I cannot sleep 
                 Cause tears well up in this kohl lined eyes when My lips crave your kisses ; Desperately trying to remember how it felt like to be in your arms ; Fighting for I refused to believe we were just an illusion. Cause I cannot let go of you . 
I cannot sleep 
On the bed where we made love where you would now never return . When the haunting spirits of unwritten stories choke me . Poems of an undisclosed desires and incomplete romance bleed through the fabric of my skin ... 
So I live through the tiresome nightmares of reality , lie down under the canopy of fictions letting my demons take over in the crazy hope maybe tonight i would finally fall asleep