Underwater Waves [3]


[Flash Fiction Chapter Three] Underwater Waves  The waves pursue your thoughts; they call you their master; their muse. They use words like, unique and genuine. They say, your beauty is rare, and your kindness is precious. Wild with fervor, they play with your mood in the dark of the night. They wet their lips with the thought of your aching needs; they tell you stories, claiming to have seen in the depths of your eyes. They captivate your essence in your every sigh; they wait for you to come in their dreams; they absorb your every gesture. They listen to … Continue reading Underwater Waves [3]

Underwater Waves [2]


[Flash Fiction – Chapter Two] Underwater Waves  Every time you attempt to bring yourself out of that deadly rest, the waves entice you to stay; and you fall back into the depths of their darkness. And with each fall, you lose more and more of who you are. Then you lose some more; first your time, then your friends. You begin to isolate yourself from everyone who loves you. They don’t understand how beautiful the waves are. You keep telling them how much the waves need you, and how you need them; and that if you ever left, the waves … Continue reading Underwater Waves [2]

Underwater Waves [1]


[Flash Fiction – Chapter One] Underwater Waves  How long can you stay under water before it is the end of you? Can you get used to the pain to the point where you don’t feel it anymore? As long as there is hope that you will breathe again, you struggle to survive under the waves. You know that if you stay too long you will suffocate, but you fall into a trance. You numb your lucid voice which tells you that you will never survive the waves. If you wait too long, you will never swim back up to the … Continue reading Underwater Waves [1]

The Heart of The Moon


The Heart of the Moon  To seize the darkness of your mournful heart In an enchanted weakness of wicked play You lose yourself to a fruitless path You fear to taste the scent of love In the weeping of time In the sorrow of love Many will envy all that we created – unavailing thoughts of a distorted past With a thread to tie a knot But you were never meant To keep me in an invisible grip I wanted to paint your beautiful soul And I did Though I slipped inside your hunger And fell in too deep The … Continue reading The Heart of The Moon

Moved Silently


Moved Silently I noticed him across the room. Maybe an intoxication of habit in a civilized society; Is it that people have stopped listening to each other? But what made me notice; That he listened, even before I began to speak. He asked me how I felt. A nostalgic moment; and he was there, In a darkness beneath our thoughts, time stopped. An Ode to holidays; no mood to contribute, I told him. Those days just pass me by too, he replied – With Imagine faintly in the background, His embrace put my past to rest; My heart found room … Continue reading Moved Silently

My share of losing


[Painting by Elizabeth Lisa] My Share of Losing  If I suggest an answer to your everything, You might praise me more than I deserve. I may impress you for a little while, Then, it will be gone; And still, a mystery. If I contaminate your thoughts with my tendencies, I may haze an aching soul determined to escape; Despite the welcome, in a glance of faith. But if my hope gives way to your world, It may come as a stranger in hesitating steps. I have lost many things disguised in words. Oh, but what I have won; Once upon … Continue reading My share of losing

Apple of Discord


                Apple of Discord Among the Gods, There is no compassion. A world crafted by a spotless mind, Can have no keys to any gate – Lust grows in their hearts, To disguise their only need; Among the Gods, There is envy of mortality. They sacrifice love for sensual intrigue, To fool a mortal’s path. But her mind was filled with scars;  And her heart held his close; above all – How unfortunate . . .  That time was never on their side.       [Artwork Credits: Peter Cakovsky]         Continue reading Apple of Discord

My Darling


My Darling  And this child within; Sometimes gets trapped in thoughts: “Wish I knew what his heart was feeling.” Love is a wilderness that cannot be tamed. This child within,  Sometimes dances to his subtle tunes; it seems. She plays with fire, the same way he plays with words. This child within, lives in the present with great respect for the past; Everybody knows how to walk through fire. But to recall a burning heart without the flame; It takes a gypsy’s soul  – This child within, Surrendered to her anger, but her rage disappeared, Before the hour-glass was through. … Continue reading My Darling

Black and White


Black & White  The grandest love story ever told; Born out of each other; into every form. Disguised to prevail against each other: A hidden compass in my heart for your voyage – Your waking choices, and your sleeping adventures; And in this world; connected by the mask of time – He seeks the reflection of all things in majestic balance. He refers to the ice-burg as a wasted truth; A mountain that touches the sky; upside down, he claims – And that same sky on the other side, Will never touch the sands beneath the oceans of you. And … Continue reading Black and White

Hamartia


Hamartia  An eternity of holding onto the edge of her thoughts – She leads me into her sorrows beneath her celebrated joys. We play in the waves of her mood with the changing of her seasons. I lose myself in her cries, when old scars hinder her needs. Those gestures that delay her sleep, I can never change. “What burns inside your heart today?” she whispers in the morning bask. And I am grateful for her generous touch; In all the memories of my todays, Knowing she will never miss me – In the chaos of her tomorrows.   Dedicated … Continue reading Hamartia