What does one do when it all becomes too much, And they no longer have the strength to keep fighting? What does one do when their energy is sapped, But they cannot take the break they require? What does one do when the hangman looms, And the ability to keep fending him off is waning? … Continue reading Safe Harbour?
Wasted dreams, and wasted time. The clock is ticking down, and what is there to show for a life so full of promise, a future full of hope? A world of possibilities, wasted. Wasted love, and wasted energy. The fires still smoulder but there is nothing to quench the burning desire, the yearning for more. … Continue reading Wasted
Here I am again, Inspired On fire. The serpent coiled at the base of my spine Has awoken, and is rising. Kundalini, Shiva and Shakti, Potent energy that courses through The Cosmic and Corporeal. Sexual, And textual, Muse, mother and lover. So long asleep, dormant, hidden. Now, coming to life, Sparking like a firework.
