the (hopefully breif) return of the Devdas in me.

Shadows

Linger,

And light dreams,

Of sullen and morbid,

Fantasies.

The smoke

Rises,

To your grave;

Dug deep beneath

My memories.

I hold on for rapture

Hang on to defeat

And bring to reason

Our destinies.

I stomped and you chewed

Till we made our hearts bleed

Now we look back in wonder

At what we achieved

I live in your penitence

You live in my dreams

With blood on my toes

And veins in your teeth

Swollen and battered

Broken and scattered

Like so many unwanted

Children of defeat

It is, as you said, it was meant to be

We live now in broken soliloquies

Darkness descends

Like well placed blame

Brings dread and fear

Feeds hate and shame

The serenity strangles

The peace maims

I slowly surrender

Screaming,

Your name.