I Bleed Words Sometimes

The adders kiss

What would happen if we all give in? Quit fighting and just lay down the arms?

What would happen we just pulled the trigger? If we just bled ourselves dry?

 

Lying in a back alley somewhere just a brick that lay beside.

You hear the stream don’t you? Do you also hear my cry?

 

Why wash your soul down the brook when we have it trapped and tied?

Sometimes rewind. Sometimes relive. Sometimes you need something to pull you back into reality.

 

Rewind till you loathe, relive till you die. Look how you whimper on two, crawl on four, where thy heaven divine?

It’s lost. It’s lost. It’s lost to my own demons.

 

How do you live with this? Without a clean slate and with the serpents kiss?

Don’t you bleed every day, you addict, Oh! Bliss

 

 

~ By Varun Chakravarty & Mitchelle Rozario Jansen

 

Author’s note:

Yet another amalgamation of a random conversation we both had. Hope you guys like this effort. Cheers!

Checkout Varun’s other works on http://stateofmaroon.wordpress.com/

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3 responses

  1. What a beautiful piece you create even with random conversations. I have no words to express as to how much I loved this.

    March 29, 2013 at 2:51 pm

    • I always hope you’ll steal a glance at what I’ve written. 🙂 Thanks again. Means much.

      March 29, 2013 at 3:25 pm

  2. Brilliant poetry!

    April 1, 2013 at 10:09 am

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