tropical depression

/ November 25, 2011 /

i.


he lies on a bed of fears
and sleeps
with his blanket of shadows


a soft cloud of doubt, his pillow
his lullaby,
the howls of the wind


he breathes, he chokes
air soaked in tears
salty mist creeps and he shivers



ii.


his walls of leaves swirl,
a tree bows, fruits burst
branches dance, petals weep


a chandelier of rain drops,
lightning erupts,
it stains his ceiling


waves crash,
the sea rocks, and foams cradle
a floating bed of fears...




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5 comments:

{ Raymond } on: 11/25/11 9:42 AM said...

I don't get it but I feel a state of conflict by reading it.

{ red the mod } on: 11/25/11 12:00 PM said...

The word ominous come to mind. Is everything fine, Moi?

{ Mac Callister } on: 11/25/11 1:28 PM said...

how could you sleep in all of that? ang toxic lang ha! :-)

{ Mugen } on: 11/25/11 5:07 PM said...

I hope everything is alright, Moi..

{ citybuoy } on: 11/26/11 4:35 AM said...

What is he so afraid of?

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