Poetic Exploration of the Heart

The Way Home

Invited by the luminous rainbow
Entranced by a flight that’s soaring
She didn’t see under flying carpet
Translucent bugs were crawling

Safely tucked in the dreamscape
To be betrayed by her sight
And unprepared, when the sin emerged
Sinister and grotesque in the light

Impenitent remains odorless mist
To breed black monsters of passion
As if the kill wasn’t enough
The corpse must suffer obsession

The deed is done the dream is dead
Now the past must be unlearnt
Splintering oaths buried in graves
Scattered by winds, in fires burnt

Turn around there is no safe ground
Like tripping on mushrooms alone
Visions full color blurring on edges
Will she find the way home?

Photo manipulation by Caras Ionut


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