I pause,
The night seem like a dark wave,
Silence floats on the surface, but roaring beneath,
With conceived secret truths!
I feel composed,
Revolving around the inceptions,
I am the pregnant planet -The spherical womb,
Rolling like a ball into the space!
Colliding with emptiness, I broke,
The pieces fell on the floor,
Like the agonizing menstrual drops!
I shed,
Desires and tears – the inmost spheres,
In which I spin around narcotized,
I feel the subconscious ellipses,
Seductive like the curves of my hidden breast!
I perceive,
The circular time – fixed in my eyeballs,
To stare alluringly at “urge”,
Like the lustful look of a thirsty harlot,
It’s piercing and painful,
So I paused,
“Time” is a vamp!
