valsala shan

Shadows…. merging, shifting, slipping….
Slinking behind and swirling above this entity…
Sounds evade you as you become one with the chosen one…
A strangle-hold you loose upon your chosen one …
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No such thing as real love…only lust and possession of power…
No such thing as true love…only control and dominion over others..
How do I feel real love if all that I feel is shame, guilt and fear?
How do I get real love if all that I feel is what he feels as well?
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hurts like an arrow …piercing the soul
hurts like a crushed rose…petals withering…
hurts like a glass piece slicing the veins..
hurts like crumpled papers thrown into a hole…
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Been a while….
Been a while since I last wrote….
Been a while since I last thought….
Been a while since I played with the words…
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Dark, brooding thoughts penetrate this numb hollow…
Piercing shots of ivory slicing through this ebony…
Rippling in echoes, shrouded in columns of grey billows…
Screaming in ecstasy, writhing in nameless harmony…
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Darkness swiftly descends upon these wandering musings..
The night is thick with the anticipation of the unknown…
Thoughts swirling in motion, taking flight in dancing..
Thoughts, the parody of desires ungrown…
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Timeless beauty that rides the waves of frolic….
Blues wonder beyond the yonder….
Splashes of white caressing the grainy sands…
Tiny beads of liquid making felt its grandeur…
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Engines roaring with sheer might….
Throttles engaging the heart…..
Clutches defining the motion……..
Cheers raised to the commotion…
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Dolls, lovely dolls..all dolled up for her…
Bright, sweet and curly hair for her…
Gay abandon as Barbie becomes her…
Joy laughs at sweet promises made for her…
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On the road….drifting between cities and corners..
On the path…cruising between forests and rivers..
On the alley…shifting between take- outs and stake-outs…
On the prowl…looking to nail a buyout…
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Truth be told….I know not how to lie..
Truth be told….I am a real fool..
Truth be told….I am ready to fly..
Truth be told…I am not in love with this fool..
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Tiny, little droplets of life-force
Coursing through the skin, pushing for freedom
Breaking all barriers,
She gushes forth,
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Blades of nature, splicing through the flesh..
As warmth rolls in the spleandour of the light..
Fresh, green whiffs of heat mixed with ardour in a splash..
Smiles reaching out to take fancy in flight…
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Enraptured in silence is the swaying of the leaves..
Bowed in humility to the wonder of the breeze..
Sounds of whispers that caress and heave…
Essence of life …she blows unto thy hallowed maze
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Sweet liquid splashing across these fingers…
Cool, memories of yesteryears flow….
Mesmerizing the thoughts to be still as snow ……
Lest the present is here and now….
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Eyes beguiling beneath the tiny face of despair…
She roams the streets of the city fair….
To scratch for little strips of food in the alleys of gloom and filth..
In dark lanes of depravity masked in the depression of wealth…..
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Softly the whispers of the night caress the flesh of my flesh..
Fingers of the dark one play their concerto on this melodious harp…
Stringing the echoes of the memories hidden in the depths of that flash…
Breaths merging as a sonnet intimately meshed in quivers sharp…
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I shall awake no more.....
The time for my existance has lapsed.....
I hear, see, and feel not his presence near my shore....
He has removed my soul from his stage collapsed...
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Passion, the forbidden fruit of love....
masked by layers of deception....
shrouded in the mystery of the eyes...
eyes that tell no lies as the tongue speak those lies..
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In darkness this soul searches for light....
In the still heaviness of the black, foreboding whirlpool of thoughts...
It searches for beams of hope that flicker through with little might...
Darkness that invades this existence...
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