Life is a BIG BUBBLE.For an arrogant beneath the firmamentTo assumably bear, let alone ink.For an arrogant, finite mind to grasp,To enlighten its How? When? and why? Life is a BIG BUBBLE.It holds Man firmly in its breast,Till he mirages his mundane eden; All at once, it gives him a judas kiss.Its dust buries his… Continue reading Big Bubble
Category: Poetry
#villanelle
The more I grasp sighs, the more my tears dry.The grey fogs hinder my soft heaven spark.So, I kneel down and pray: "Ô, The Most High!" Lights of my days in a ring of fire cry.The murky scars embrace the fiery dark.The more I grasp sighs, the more my tears dry. Anxiety madly thrives, frowns.… Continue reading #villanelle
Frail eyes stick to downsToo frightened to look up skiesIn a cavern there they hideOn their way no way they eyesAt the end of their tunnel,Amidst darkness of life,Keep digging the dark for lightAn inch left… They give up. S.C.P.BibaAll copyright reserved.
Unspoken
A storm sans rainTidal waves of voidPerpetuate my painYears chained sans voiceLost beyond the greyThe heavy clouds in aweAnd the fury in the rawTickle by the silenceMe frown in shynessSighs of tears underway S.C.P.B
Je ne suis qu'une feuille flétrieQui se laisse emporter par les ventsPar les rouages tragiques des tempsPar la défaite- et ses pluies orageusesPar la tempête en soulevant ses flotsPar les echos d'automne soufflantDans mes veinesPar les cauchemars éveillésVie de tous mes jours en peine [...] OpiniâtrementJe tremble, je trembleMa macabre danceJe tombe, je tombeSur le… Continue reading
S.C.P.B
Puff up the actualityEclipse the unwantedAir bubbles 🫧 of illusionConsume the being. FancyEdible fancy dream. @So-Called Poetry of Biba
Dis-ease
I hit my absolute rock bottom.Life goes in slow motion.It cracks the back.Everything is suspendedAmidst fear and angerMood swings like fireAnd I, and MeHumdramly, in a whisper,Fall on my brown dust as I dis-Appear in my black hole. S.C.P.B(C) All rights reserved
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