Grief, Lightning strike and coiled darkness, A pain unlike any other. Sorrow cold, A dusk in the moors, Shadow figures of the mist Spindly arms and death's kiss. Lost, Decades gone and passed, A life of memories with no recollection of their own. Tear tracks and unanswered prayers, Faith shattered and torn, The bitter … Continue reading Shattered
The Void
Death, A gale of wind so frigid Pale skeletons on crow's wings Silent flight and soulless husks. A shell, Empty, bereft, devoid of life's flames Cold like winter and just as pale The Arctic's breath tearing apart bleeding hearts. Silence, World left unsaid Their echo wailing across the world's expanse Lingering like spectres in … Continue reading The Void
Mythos
Fragrance. The veil of #Kore as it twists and turns in front of you, a tantalizing vision of colours and movement. 'It's not winter yet,' she smiles, her eyes molten gold like the Sun, engulfed in rays of light and drops of dew. 'It's not winter yet,' she echoes as frost creeps across the land, as … Continue reading Mythos
Fan this spark into a flame
The lights dim. The audience stops its murmuring, waiting with anticipation, breaths caught in their lungs as the first notes start echoing across the opulent room. The walls themselves seem to shake and the curtain rises, a flutter of activity on the stage as it starts. 'How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore … Continue reading Fan this spark into a flame
Broken
They talk about Kintsugi, the Japanese art of mending pottery, tell you how beautiful a broken thing can be when you piece it together with golden thread, when the sun shines on the metal, brilliant sparks painting light and shadow on the walls, bright and luminous and undaunted. They talk about the beautiful and the … Continue reading Broken
Edges
They say we are stardust, teardrops of stars kindled in human form, a miniature cosmos ever striving for the greatness it once held. We are ash and dust and fire and ice brought together in a corporeal form, burning hot and cold as the world around us spins and we spin with it in a … Continue reading Edges
Naomi Scott – Speechless From “Aladdin” – Cover by Rise Up Children’s Choir
Futility
Sometimes I just want to scream from the rooftops, shriek my frustration until the windows creak and the buildings shiver, bury my hands in the soft cotton of their clothes and shake them till their teeth rattle, till they see their folly in all its pointlessness and understand how fucking blind they are, how much … Continue reading Futility
Burn like a supernova
There's energy coursing through my veins, quicksilver and hungry, restless, wild, untamed, demanding more and more attention, taking more and more until there is nothing left to give, until exhaustion has taken root in all corners of one's being. But that moment is not here now. For now I wish to burn in the … Continue reading Burn like a supernova
Isolation
A gilded cage, shiny and beautiful from the outside, the bars golden and the roof made of coloured crystal, brilliant to watch and yet a lie in disguise. The gold is peeling off on the inside, the bottom is made of mouldy straw and dirt, the roof so mesmerising to look at is nothing but … Continue reading Isolation
Thoughts and rambles of a sleep deprived writer 