Her

And for once I couldn’t decide if I wanted to be her ;with the placid brave heart and presuming stability or be on her and battle her streaks of hair to reach her gazed up eyes. To be able to know how her mind fluctuates with healing essences of varied thoughts and how she holds her silver words in her pursed lips. I would love to know how she is when she’s alone and how she would be when she sleeps, and I wonder if she tells me all or is there still a cave in her heart untrodden. I want to visit that, I want to visit her …..everyday.

About a Man.

Couldn’t claim him foolish,
For wit was placed on the edge of his  eye.
Old charm eloquent speaker
Had salty remarks dusting his pride.

Clever Dainty gestures for ladies,
Sombre Stately frowns for life.
Indifferent was this Man of Concrete,
And different was his high.

Prestige lay open in his chest
And orderly was his laugh.
A similar taste had his stare,
None could escape his vision fair.

I had but only a single charm,
Of a weak stature and poor dime,
A humble request with an enduring shine.
An only smile to match his pride…….

12August2016

Fear of Unknown

Tears drown me at night,
A slight ache I bear all day,
Afternoons rust this restlessness,
And stumbles the scared evening again.

I keep the doors closed,
Though my heart can’t bear this wind,
Nor my trembling thoughts would calm,
Staring across this pettish mind of mine.

Screams empty of voice,
Fills the sanity of my soul,
Still no peeks no cares,
Erase  this fear,
This fear of Unknown.

25 March 2017
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Rust on my paintings.

Rust on my paintings
Vaguely cries
A fair so sadly
Debts me overpriced
Oblivious to insolent
No gasps of surprise
As the time falls over
Rust on  paintings
Vaguely cries.

image

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This is my recent painting ‘Delirium’.
[If you want to buy the original or a print contact me]

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Please do not use the picture without permission.

Gambling again.

Sublime a curse this fortnight,
A bijou wordplay be spared,
Causality of this sin be overlooked,
I’m falling in love unfair.

A peril custody has escaped,
But shattering delinquent,
Never retires this phase,
Oblivious to this perfidious,
I !might gamble again like always…

Dices thrown over life,
Doth not right be strangled,
Insight of delirium fools again ,
This Winner won,
Contrived my Soul Again.

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8 March 2016.