Sikiliza

A little later than the witching hour My mind cogs itself to motion Sleep is evaded easily My mind a faithful companion is most articulate then. Qualms that engulf me are dealt with impartially Frenzied mindsets are validated, Tactics are drawn, Meetings premeditated or cancelled My mind shrugs itself off emotional baggage. Fevers, chills, migraines and body aches are temporarily numbed For a while I trade in for immortality and semblance of thought Mercifully, it is granted. A little gap in the vastness of time A time most forlorn With little or no acclaim as the rest of the world sleeps Or is cradled in the gentle arms of a loved companion With no interest in me or mine: The flash of hopeful brilliance Fades by dawn Nuances may radiate when I relate More of it seeming than certain. Leaving void in the minds of many As to whether I am……

I am drowning in my senses Goose pimples riddle my arm Caused not though by the ephemeral breeze For few precious moments I am hoisted out of my trivial being I feel myself lifted to the clouds…. I am not sure if its day or night Not sure if I am flying or floating But, I am rising. My eyes shut or open, Suddenly, I feel myself falling Falling fast There is a tightness in my stomach I spiral further down My hand grasping for the clouds The midnight and azure blue sky flash before me My body battered by the merciless crossings of the winds… I see the mountains, seas, lakes, whizzing past me … I look towards the ground where my fall is inevitable Clear waters of the sea and its depths beneath me… I crash into it as my body is shattered into a thousand and more jolts of pain… Fear grips me hard as it is cold. My lungs drenched with the salty iciness … And I drown…down to the unknown depths of the unseen world To be lost forever in the bellies of a perpetual dark mystery ~Siki~