All like fire..
All.. Things.. Fiery
So I let this stay too long inside of me
And my soul keeps accepting it
And my mind formed a strong bond
Like that of crystal ions
So hard and almost impossible
To break long chains of extraterrestrial
That have lived for years, a sheltered struggle
That is comfortable in an uncomfortable skin
Make me go wild on Friday nights
Sober on Sunday mornings and
Angry, no. Furious. On Monday through
So all that run inside of me. The blood and air and food and water
Just symbols. Only symbols of the emotions I live with
Like blood.. So red and angry.. Only seen when cut so deep. DEEP
And air so light.. Gives life, an epitome of my liveliness
And food so delicious.. So sweet but sometimes a terrible tasting package of shit
That’s how it goes when I’m in love and you’re all that I have but..
Oh well.. My little inner voice. Angel. Spirit. What are you?
The water that neutralizes all the fieriness
Living within a simple but elegantly carved out
Body of an Autumn Princess..
Strolling the earth in her miniature likeliness
All things within you and without you are
Like fire in the mountain
Roaring to explode in no time
The volcanic eruption about to course earth’s second bang theorem
And the next war III just cos you’re all in one
And just like you thought…
Baby girl, that love is the answer and love will conquer all
Like that, quick temper of yours which you hoped to escape from the tomb you are
To invite only good vibes..
Just like that, you were wrong.
And it’s not about love, and softness or beauty with grace
Because all that isn’t enough
For the universe to realize the Princess you are
But the strong side, the fierce and rebellious tramp
Who just goes on and on and never stops
No matter what.
That is what matters. To know your struggles to begin with
To get through peacefully without shame and remorse
So I will grow into a QUEEN someday
When the world has no choice but to witness the victory I came with
And rejoice with me
In the name of the Almighty and All- knowing
Stripping my worn out cloak and replacing it with Greek togas
Gold crown and diamond bracelets
There.. I’ll scream..
I am queen!
Followed by loud exclaims like
“Long live our queen”, ” long live strength” and ” long live Venice”
Cos Venice.. I might live there in the land of illusion someday