Paths

The search for tomorrow Began with Yesterday’s sorrow. And the day after that… Right here, where we’re at. Poem by Sanjeev ‘Cimeries’ Retnasingam

Monotone Road

Stone laid firm. Bricked in – Unable to turn. Each weathered Gray. Quiet – Unable to say. Cobble, Marble & Basalt. All look alike – Unable to revolt. Grey, Greyer & Greyest. All monotone – Unable to become the greatest. A foot path they are For those who belong behind bars. Poem by Sanjeev ‘Cimeries’ … More Monotone Road

Foolish Demon

Forgive me for my honesty. I’ve been encircled by travesty. I simply cannot lie, Each lie will unsatisfy. Mixed with false positivity, I forget there is gravity. Pulled down harder than most, Skin burning to toast – Some words tell & cool, Other words make me feel like the fool. Who was I to share? … More Foolish Demon

Nothing

Nothing matters. Nothing new. Nothing else other than you. Carried one in my palms. You settled and calmed. We waited for your giggle but something was wrong. Should have knew then, it won’t be long. Blood you soaked in – Blood of my love. Now two caskets & two mounds to shove. All alone with … More Nothing

A Bad Day

Invisible curse, Lingers ready to submerse. One happy day… Just one. Multiplies the blight… Just for fun. When pushed close to the noose. Curse unravels, revealing the ruse. Confusion in the air. Awoken… It was just a nightmare. Poem by Sanjeev ‘Cimeries’ Retnasingam

Stained with Blood

Blood – A stain in the eye. Bleed yourself dry But some still reside. Haunting for the rest of your life. A broken record repeats – Never to fly. The biggest lie… Poem By Sanjeev ‘Cimeries’ Retnasingam

Guardian of the Abyss

The eye which never sleeps – Watching from the deep. Stays awake… For the surfaces sake. They toss stones and spew foul tones, Hurling spears, bound by fear. All for nought… Fear not, they won’t be caught. For the eye down below, rests forever – Mellow. For the eye which guards the gate of gods, … More Guardian of the Abyss

Grudges of the Sunken

My rested soul… Gathers & beckons on call. Nothing else matters… But this long crawl. Digging out from under, coated in filth. The seeker of vengeance & lingering guilt. Pale skin & eyes. Rotting flesh with a stench. My vengeance will down you… Down the deep trench. Poem By Sanjeev ‘Cimeries’ Retnasingam