“She was never crazy
She just didn’t let her heart
Settle in a cage.
For it’s the horrors
In her heart
Which cause the flames in ours.
And she was always willing to burn
For everything she has ever loved.”
“What are your thoughts”
As I was lying in the grass
I looked upon stars flying in the night
I didn’t answer
For my sacred thoughts are my own
I don’t give them freely
You’d never understand
Stirring inside of me
This restless rage
I hide from you
To be everywhere
From green eyes
And ivory pores
So I watch the stars
And say nothing
As it requires all my strength
To rein myself in
And pack myself nicely inside
The box that better suits you
You won’t see me
You never do.
“Extinguish my eyes, I’ll go on seeing you.
Seal my ears, I’ll go on hearing you.
And without feet I can make my way to you,
without a mouth I can swear your name.
Break off my arms, I’ll take hold of you
with my heart as with a hand.
Stop my heart, and my brain will start to beat.
And if you consume my brain with fire,
I’ll feel you burn in every drop of my blood.”
A temporary being
Dust in a blink
I feel the weight of eternity in my bones
The vast universe in my fingertips
I grasp the sun with stars in my eyes
Even as the heat consumes
It’s a beautiful agony
As it sears away the lies
That harbour in my flesh
Setting fire to dreams beneath
Dreams wrapped around muscles and tendons
All burned away now
Pure white bones
Capsules of eternity
Ground up by solar waves
And released to float
Like stardust across the universe
(Quote: Rainer Maria Rilke)
a couple of metaphors dripping from a broken soul | cocooned by solitude | afraid to love | lover of afrika | daughter of pain | wanderer | seeker | attracted to flowers🌼 | a hippie living in the wrong generation | nehanda's baby girl | occasionally sane | decolonised bohemian | recovering hopeless-romantic | in love with love | i have a medical condition, it's called hurt-phobia | somedays i love with my eyes, my heart is lazy | i prefer something else but they call me liz |