Skip to main content

#‎Day17_Explore

My sweet sixteen is gone
Don’t get me wrong
She was here yesterday
Plus she is under age
So get your thoughts out the gutter
And let us speak about what is right
Done right
Since it is the right thing to do
That never gets old,
Doing right!
So tell me about how it feels
To walk inside a gorge
On empty feet.
Walls all shiny from the alluvial marble
Can’t touch yet, I can only marvel
At how something this oldStill looks this bold
And beautiful
So I keep walking further in along the silty wet floor
Warming my feet with every inch down this abyss
Any flowers!? No, just marble!
I need something to take to the core
That soft spot warming this gorge
No! it’s just air, only air warms this hole
As the path grows narrower
With every step I take lower!
The marble walls start to melt
As I slithered off the now slippery floor
I need to catch a breathe
So I dash back out and put on some skaters
I have to get to the core!
Plus the floor is going soft on me.
Last time we were here we lost a troop
That group couldn’t wait for the floods to halt
The tides were high, the moon even higher
So we say salute, to the troops gone
Lost somewhere in the core
Wanting to be something more
As I slide back in!
By now am skidding
Losing my grip as I slip further and fast into this tomb
Holding on to the now greasy walls for support
But lo! No spots to stop my fall
I close my eyes and let go,
Of my fears to know more
As I plunge into the core!
An eruption occurs and everything turns blurry and squishy
Home at last
Feels good, right
Some healing.

©Krv_170616
Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

#‎Day7_Respect‬

You wake up to her cry Try to snooze away but she keeps trying Trying to have you hold her, talk to her, talk with her How you ask? She gives you the world and a lot more for you to add To your solitude since that is how small your circle has become But with her you are fulfilled She loves it when you touch her Swipe her dress to ogle at her lingerie For here the entire world comes to bring their folly They troop in masses to pin their notices Of how well or not life is treating them They feel free having their linen out here You hesitate! Cover her up hurriedly to answer a call A call of nature, she speaks to you, you speak through her Then you rest your anxiety and keep swiping, touching Tapping... But it is only a phone Your phone, her phone, his phone and every other phone Taking you to a world of information Laying all the good and bad to you in split seconds This is the information era Like the other eras past, we live for now But we are alone with oursel
2 comments
Read more

#‎Day13_Learn‬

Well-manicured gardens with fountains flowing Into the Lillied ponds, home for the double-horned fishlings Wide pavements covered in brushed slate stone With trees meticulously arranged on either sides A walk through this sure felt heavenly and a ton more This went on and on for a hundred acres a lot more Into the horizon With a mansion built of hard timber To carry the massive pagoda A fortress An Emperor’s palace In a land far away into the sunset Scarlet and purple donned the interior With an occasional gemmed chandelier Dangling freely off the artsy ceiling Royalty Everything well placed, it was pleasing Maidservants bowing respectfully As the Emperor’s son leaves for a journey To a land where the sun rises He probably got fed up of the sunset! So he wanted something more As he walked through the campus corridors During an orientation tour A professor paused and sought to know What was it that impressed him most in this far away land! Well the shape of your
Post a Comment
Read more

#‎Day20_Challenges‬

Today I moved a mountain Not literally But in my mind Always finding an empty valley In my mind and laying ground We always grapple over who the tenant is But it kept pulling that silent move Of laying quiet and not mentioning a word Oh no! it’s a mountain! But it was encroaching in my mind!? I had to do something So I took a coin And placed it on the train tracks And watched the train Smolder it into a tin It felt good! Seeing that coin become one With the tracks Really felt fulfilling I had always wanted to do it Since I was a kid But something kept pulling me back Till that drag built a mountain of doubt in my mind! But now am free Free to take up other mountains In any valley anywhere These challenges! Always make you better So take up your coin And watch it get smoldered Into a tin! ©Krv_i190616
Post a Comment
Read more