Acid Burn

those days filled with staring at the sun
are blinded now
these are blind spots
swimming in an abyss
closed eyes show you what they miss
monochrome images seared at the back of your head
colours flowed away as their veins bled
those days filled with staring at the sun
leave marks today like an acid burn
like an unforgiving acid burn

The Late Night Duet

After the dance that the fingers danced/

Starting from the hollow of her neck/

To the small of her back/

The lights went dim/

The flame of the candles traded their shyness in/

For bold scented flickerings/

The purple theme turned into a scarlet hue /

Then the fingers met/

And danced the dance that was a duet/

All is good - Give or take a little (Original + Altered Version)

Losing Nostalgia

The Kid's Acid Room

the why has a reason

you know why it needs to thunder the night away,
for one cloud to find an excuse to offer another, a kiss filled bouquet.

you know why there isn't anything anserine about a swan's lovestory,
to keep the faith that not all things are momentary.

you know it's for that dreamy fragrance,
that the incense needs to burn.

a completeness within, lights up,
that one moment when it all comes together,
when you know the why and the reason.

What its like

Like broken rippled reflection in water/

Like a mirage/

A dream you can’t clearly remember/

Like voices places scents you can’t forget/

Like a song sung in trance/

Like a life lived in a glance/

Like moments that smother/

Like haziness that follows teary eyes/

Moans of pleasure n anguished cries/

Like looking through a frosted glass/

Like being stuck in a hundred year ol dense thick cobweb you everyday cast/

Is what remembering you and your memories is like