you are really suffocating me
— waiting for my final burst
waiting for that inner fire
to consume the whole of me
taking poison in every lungful of breath
looking for an oasis
I am stranded in this humanful desert
illusioned by those mirages
your magician displays
Tags: breath, desert, magician, mirage, oasis, poem, poison, suffocation
roxy
loved the idea of humanful deserts, beautiful methaphor which is not that beautiful
why is it so that inspite of so many people we are all alone
iroxy is it that we make ourselves so lonely
i donno
but your metaphor was touching
i am looking for magician who will change everything
anubhavi
Hi rock sea!
why this poison, why this suffocation?
this is an old post. hope u r breathing fine now.
yes the poem is very old, almost a decade, and posted 5 years before. am breathing great now
Roxy