The Last Stanza
I'm Home
Enter life.
Salty pinch of pain, sugar joy
A cliched tune of melody
Ringing in my ears
Nothing is, everything was
Blue skies, billion stars
Sand, earth, bare feet, cold
Skeletal remains of a soul
Teary eyes, red bloodshot
Desperate cries unheard
Death comes, says hello
Hiding behind a veil, seductive
Teasing me, flirting breeze
Fresh teen spirit awash
In black soap, foam everywhere
Drowning, gasping, hoping
Hoping, angel with big wings
A white light, glaring in mine eyes
Sweeping dust, dirt, dark night
Teary eyes, finally I'm home.
This poem was written during a Scribble Wibble Project session.
Yuko Maskay
Yuko Maskay wanted to create a space where people can come together and share their love of everything creative. Her theory is that if you dig deep enough, everybody has an amazing story to tell and everybody has the potential to be who they want to be (with the right catalyst). V.E.N.T! perks: she gets to work with a team of world class talents and crazies who gives it their all while having a blast in the process. She's inspired by inspiration. Read more of her works at reasontopause.blogspot.com. Contact her at yuko AT ventzine DOT com.
( Jun 27th 2010, 09:32 AM ) says:
Beautiful!
( Jun 27th 2010, 07:35 PM ) says:
I can't wait to go home with you too, your obsessed sushillllll xoxo
Yuko, really nice. Cheer up, death is bliss but life is too. Maya, Shirish