she. “Enemy Spirits, Come to finish my fate Nothing you do Can cause me to dissipate I am forever I am EVER, For and Ever I am Always, Now and Then I am of the gods My gods, your gods and theirs Make mincemeat of your decisions Deal you heartbreak, make u have care She’s… Read More she.

the use for veils.

  Up a staircase Winding round I say nothing Eyes Wide Down Powdered footsteps Open like gravel road U say nothing No breaking the moment’s hold Asbestos powdercase Eyelashes by Mold We touch fingertips Sudden. Bold. Crunchy black taffeta Shiny Patent Waste Bodies; barely bent! Still not visible-Our Haste In & Out, Up & Down… Read More the use for veils.


I want your blood Like I want your sex I wish we’d fuck Like we never met I want your taste Copper-burnt but sweet I want your brains Tongue inside your meat Spread it ‘round like goo Dripping from the tip Lap it up, all fours! Yeah I am that bitch This is not for… Read More bloodlust.

Private Life

In the Darkness of beginning night, The confusion of what should be, I gave him my little black heart, Then I gave him my little jewel; perfection like one from Tiffanys! When alone now, I can hear his voice When alone I can feel his touch His perfume comes out of my throat His decorum… Read More Private Life

Les Amants des Morte

*disclaimer – naughty words and heavy sexual connotation; also, an original poem from me to an ex lover* Everytime we fuck, I die, Lovers of Death, you and I Make-believers in fate, you and me Troublemakers connected; destiny! Little Death, Oxycontin, Dopamine When together, even the Heavens stop for our scene, Memnoch the Devil, Dionysis… Read More Les Amants des Morte


  I’m in a phenomenal place There is no sound, no feeling, no smell or taste It is the Darkness~the Soulless Pit, the Abyss! How could you not know, however could it be missed? This is the reality, finalized and discovered~You know me, now! This is the Darkness, the place where nightmares play, unbound This… Read More ~Untitled~


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We pretend that we don’t care But deep inside.. that truth “being chunky” hurts. Okay! Let me put it in this way! That awkward moment when we are forced to adjust the camera to click a picture so that people won’t notice and mock our belly. That moment when the…

Justice for asifa

Originally posted on Site Title:
She was gang raped, screamed, cried, beaten up… Inside a temple.. A temple which allowed those rapists to rape that young girl. Did that divine power see her sufferings? Oh god! A young goddess was raped. It’s not safe in there anymore. Feeling pity.. I was not allowed to enter…

The Throne of Blood

Originally posted on Rohan D'souza:
When warriors avenged each others’ blood, The king of kings, shed his own precious blood, So that you and me may learn and see, The depth of Love- our inbuilt capacity. Today, its been two thousand years, All we have are sorrow and tears, We cry, we weep, we…

Third-Degree Lucidity

Originally posted on Eyes + Words:
Written by Jacob Ibrag ‘Sleeping in front of a sun.’ Some decisions are made with ease, no contemplating necessary. ‘Reaching out into the fire.’ Autopilot mode, streaming agreements in a sea of no’s. ‘Third-degree lucidity.’ And then somewhere along the line of being, the mind begins anew. A medic reaching…

Getting Triggered by the News

Originally posted on Untangled:
I make a conscious effort to try and stay off certain news outlets. It’s a tricky line to walk sometimes because I’m inherently curious and interested in what is happening in current events around the world. I don’t want to live in a bubble. I want to know whats happening, I…

Drowning in the Shallows

Originally posted on sorryless:
I wished for a simple peace of mind. It came to me on a street corner in New York City in the middle of the night as I was walking off a bout of insomnia and getting nowhere with it. And isn’t that the way it is? That you find somewhere…