I was left in the solace of my chaos... Poetry
i was left in the solace
of my chaos
among misplaced things
i've been owning
for life
in silence of figures
between arrows
of my dusted and bleeding
insides
but i laid my palm
for the oath
on the altar of mind
through suffer
bridged two ends
of the same rope
reached both hands
in a gush of blisfull
excitement
i could see you as clear as day
on the knees and erect like statue
i could hear you through the whips of breeze
even though my soul was fractured
and through poison
of mundane pain
i discovered a life
in the dead of the sea
of your presence and your absence.
