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Friday, August 11, 2006
a time she thinks
that was
a time she hopes
should be
a time she prays
never comes
a time she knows
will be
a time....
Posted at 07:32 pm by silent screamer
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
she desires to talk
be spoken to
but all she gets
a stare
she tries to cry
be consoled
but all she gets
a look
she wants to end
be killed
but all she gets
a life
Posted at 06:56 pm by silent screamer
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
a feather rests on the glass
momentarily just
she looks
wetted by the water
a bit weary
she looks
a crack on the glass
slowly, the water trickling in
she looks
touching her toes gradually
then rising
she looks....
Posted at 05:58 pm by silent screamer
shadows between her eyelids
vision none almost
of what she sees
only hazes black and red
no voice calls out
no touch either
in her own white robe she moves
across what she believes sand
making sure none hears her
making sure none notices
making sure none is able to touch
making sure a silent breath....
Posted at 05:53 pm by silent screamer
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Posted at 11:13 pm by silent screamer
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
a year from the then,
she looks at her palm
the cut now
fresh almost
touching that drawn window,
she feels the cloth
the stains now
dark almost
a walk back,
to the bed
the dead now
rotten almost...
Posted at 11:10 am by silent screamer
Monday, December 12, 2005
half my face,
buried in my chest,
a rust around my eye.
a flower carved in my arm,
my blood paints it blue.
a smile,
an attempt atleast,
to say,
i breathe too...
Posted at 11:49 am by silent screamer
a mistake, error just,
or sin?
she knew not, wanted to neither.
just a need, to shut,
the staring eye.
to kill,
the self inside.
an urge, to silence,
the void.
a want,
to unbreathe...
Posted at 11:47 am by silent screamer
Saturday, December 03, 2005
a word, repeatedly
runs around, her eyes
glowing fog, around her
a memory, faintly
rips, the skin off her
sweet sand, around her
a voice, silently
screams, from her head
black blood, around her
a touch, harshly
touches, the hair
just pain, around her...
Posted at 12:16 pm by silent screamer
Friday, September 23, 2005
carving shapes in her heart
of wood,
she cried
dreaming the one selfish dream
herself,
she cried
caressing the grey sands
illusional,
she cried
crushing away the ashes
of burnt paper,
she cried
tasting in her mouth
the bitter taste,
she cried
lifting the fallen leaf
eaten,
she cried
she cried
she cried,
she died...
Posted at 06:25 pm by silent screamer
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