Resurrectional Apolytikia;

Feb 16, 2015

Unfinished Business

Posted by Quintessence Of Illusion

In the closet, my old painting,
still unfinished, is still waiting.
Will I make it bright or dark?
All that happens leaves a mark
on this old painting only I
know about, and although I try
to finish it... I don't know how.
But this old painting, like a crow,
will not forget how it got hurt.
I fear it's anger's gonna spurt
over my face and burn my eyes.
'Cause only I have seen its cries
and it would rather see me dead
than let me forget it instead.

Oct 13, 2014

In The Mood For Love

Posted by Quintessence Of Illusion

I rant away,

Under the monsoon peck,

Halogens burning,

To illuminate our wreck,

I clap a sudden

Whisper to camouflage,

So I keep my crisis

Under careful check.

Good dust and bad dust grab our feet

We trip, we sway, you lean on me

I clasp your neck, I drag you down

We complete the cycle, round and round…

I hum away,

Your eyes cluster mine,

Ants traipsing

From around and behind,

I forsake a tryst

With our perfect kiss,

I hide my fury

With this perfect night.

I know I remember the hail cutting the air,

Heaven bestowed, and clinging to your hair;

I clasp your neck, drag you down

We complete the cycle, round and round…

I freeze away,

My limbs, my nose gone numb,

Melancholy melting

In the sweetness of being mum,

A twist in the tale

If I die under your wide-eyed gaze,

So I keep my vanities

Inside the last, missed tram...

I can wake again, if you touch my temple,

And raise me from my death rubble,

Because

I shall remember

Only the living strains of this singing fall,

Because

The good happens more

Often than the not…

When I clasp your neck, drag you down

We complete the cycle, round and round.

Oct 12, 2014

My Silver Lining

Posted by Quintessence Of Illusion

When the sun suddenly decides,
It aint gonna shine today
You’re the candle that
Made me wanna pray…for me!
You’re the high of streaking in rain
Along the shoreline
When I’m thinking I’m leaving
Everything behind…of me!
You’re the sense of touch that freezes
Against the glistening snow
You are my silver lining bordering the dark clouds.
In August you’re the calm breeze
Unwavering in your graze
Silently stroll into my
Deepest, darkest maze…with me!
You’re the treading cold grass
On a highway nude-feet
When I know someone will
Stop and give a lift…to me!
But you’re the sense of touch that freezes
Against the glistening snow,
You are my silver lining bordering the dark clouds.

You’re the immortal quotes of moments we’ve spent,
My one-time motion to what I’ve openly dreamt,
A kiss on a local bloom-swathed ordinary lane.
You’re the nausea of restless, aimless epochs,
The fits of rage and the laughing-it-offs,

The escapist’s journal on a night, storm-blown

You’re my everafter
My pain and my laughter;
You’re my scarlet fever,
Reason why I am now so weak…
You’re the lyrics of this song,
Written by a lost-child found,
Riding a tinkering merry-go-round…

You’re the sense of touch that freezes
Against the glistening snow,
You are my silver lining bordering the dark clouds

Jul 11, 2014

You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world...but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices.

Posted by Quintessence Of Illusion

"It's just another night
And I'm staring at the moon
I saw a shooting star
And thought of you
I sang a lullaby
By the waterside and knew
If you were here,
I'd sing to you
You're on the other side
As the skyline splits in two
I'm miles away from seeing you
I can see the stars
From America
I wonder, do you see them, too?

So open your eyes and see
The way our horizons meet
And all of the lights will lead
Into the night with me
And I know these scars will bleed
But both of our hearts believe
All of these stars will guide us home

I can hear your heart
On the radio beat
They're playing 'Chasing Cars'
And I thought of us
Back to the time,
You were lying next to me
I looked across and fell in love
So I took your hand
Back through lamp lit streets I knew
Everything led back to you
So can you see the stars?
Over Amsterdam
You're the song my heart is
Beating to

So open your eyes and see
The way our horizons meet
And all of the lights will lead
Into the night with me
And I know these scars will bleed
But both of our hearts believe
All of these stars will guide us home

And, oh, I know
And oh, I know, oh
I can see the stars
From America"

Nov 12, 2013

Addiction Or Redemption?

Posted by Quintessence Of Illusion

There's just enough truth in the travesty to allow one to sympathise

There's glitter sprinkled on the floor dropped by the glittering fireflies.
Insomnia has never been fond of Daydreamers like myself

On the table lies glittering memories, arranged in a row

Corrupted by despair, tormented by human cruelty, seeking salvation in a kind of simple good-heartedness .

Haunting nightmares with unsettling twists of logic, symbolism and night and thoughts sometimes add up to nothing more than confusion.

From self-inflicted addiction, to a holy premonition ,spun with the meanderings of a handful of fictitious nobodies

Experiencing lucid dreams ,too thirsty to drink, once bitten, twice shy.

There is fiction with friction, jaggedness, juice, and those of us who have made our way beyond reality

I will externalize my consciousness, to set it down in words.

Defeating our demons, is beautiful to behold ,the irritability never relents

Divine intervention or diabolic redemption?

Bluntness is a misdirection that underlines the depth of my empathy

The process of mentally freeing myself from an insidiously limiting self-mythology.

Can you keep a secret my love ?
Come closer, let me tell you
Let me press my finger to your lips,
Let my lips brush your ear,
Let me whisper what you already know,
But I know you long to hear.

You should not expect a conventional emotional catharsis, as it would violate my forlorn sense of life as a maddening puzzle with little solution.

Oct 30, 2013

When The Sun is Perched At It's Highest Peek

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Oct 21, 2013

I Can Only Give You Moonlight

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