Subconscious fragments.


Silently I listen
To the soft sounds of rain
Fire and thunder
Ignited

Hormones overcome me
It’s exactly as it should be
Your social rules
Pulverized

Ever true alchemy
Flesh tempts me
Lust time before
Eternity

…

Eternity collapses. Fragments of Psyche. Mirrors turn black.
Amalgamation. Hormonal imbalance. Waves of temptations.
Flow of sins. Intriguing realizations. Ashes and graves.

..

Why am I alive?

I want to rest

I’m tired
Of breaking the vows.
I’m tired
Of an imagined romance.
Underneath prevails
The same nakedness, forever.

All the dirt
Can’t be washed away
In the rain.
You can’t forgive yourself.
A past
Keeps biting your consciousness.

The fires
Will be extinguished all.
The Slokas
Will be forgotten all.
The sense
Of being will only remain.

So now
Tired of anything Divine,
I’m tired
Of the meaningless disasters,
Too tired
Of the fatal addictions.

These thoughts…
These meaningless irritations…
My fingers
Etched on my face…
I need rest…
I want to rest.