Under the stars of today, my world is yours. The satellites spin in no particular direction, like shiny dimes in the tangled web of orbitals, aligning us at the start. For one night, we let loose our carbon-clouded past - just one time, the rooted earth surrounds itself in a canvassed blanket, enough seconds for you to draw me in. The lead passes through; but we use crayons, binding the curves of colour colliding amidst the velvet sky. You and I exist in a page of the universe that (till the end) reflect the only matter - to us. In a circle, we come back to tomorrow, where the day awaits.

Atom and dream.

Labels: Compositions, Love, Thoughts

I was born thinking aloud,

Until the need to remain silent smacked

My stems of speech in its place.

*

System of a down.

Behave now,
Hold still; let me be
Wired in your single motion;
Turning and twisting

Our words
Deep in quiescent gaze
As I lift my heartened spirits
Whilst you simply let it

Fall, don't stay
For meaningless verbiage
Still lost in the beating
Of battered wounds

Like connecting cables with
Soldiers in file; encircled
By the dying flames
Waiting for

The crash.

*

I speak the root of every thought,

Letting you run past the echoes of my chambers, but you left;

And upon reception - I broke down.



Don't we all think too much?

Labels: Compositions, Thoughts