eros the bittersweet

savage light | poem sixteen
posted by imani , Tuesday, February 3, 2009 at 2:16 PM, in Labels:

naked,
solitary
flower

shapeless,
thoughtless
words

arise and
resurrects
the darkest darkness

that lives within,
that glorifies my
existence,

the blackness that
await your
light.

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anais nin

and the day came when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

t.s. eliot

i should have been a pair of ragged claws.

frida kahlo

i hope the exit is joyful and i hope never to return.