car tyres roll on
the crackling pebble road
I drag my laden footsteps
to the yellow mud brick house
the door of my childhood flung open
grandma greets me with
her broad smile hung on
her criss cross face
my body quivers
at the sight of
the new fallen snow
my heart is filled with
flushed blood of
coming home
your laughter is like
bell birds’ singing
whenever my mind
is in chaos
bird songs echo
in the bush of
nesting neural pathways
your laughter is like
tranquilizers injected
in my veins
I drift in and out of
your songs
in lucidity
Our bodies are pleasured
in mechanical precision
spiral from bangs and pops
to a flatliner
The short lived happy hormones
are still
lingering in our minds
Our spirits have lost
their joyous sparks
in our world of
lack of
self expression
and
self love
Our entwined bodies crisp the satin sheet
Perfume and cologne sweeten the pungent sweat
The little bell on my bracelet
sings in harmony with moans and growls
like kittens playing on a lazy Sunday noon
I set out for a journey to forever
the path seemed bright and clear
back then
here I am
wandering indecisively
at the intersection
of another thwarted attempt
feeling lost in a panic
unable to read the street signs
written in a foreign language
hot coals are bubbling underneath my bare feet
the blazing sun is prickling my exposed skin
if only God will give me a sign
but in my malnourished mind
will I trust my own judgement
between a mirage and a vision
Flicker of Thoughts 