desolate pyre

the desolate pyre waits to consume the departed smoke and soul mingle and evaporate what was once flesh, bones now memories ash even the pyre sacrifices its own self feeding the earth recycling the spirit Farewell till we meet again *** As an afterthought, I realised what a contrast this and my previous post are. But … Continue reading desolate pyre

Return to Oblivion

I feel the pull, resistance is futile My reprieve temporary, I lived in denial Sucked towards that hole With dizzying speed I fall There where air fears to enter And breath refuses to stir Darkness not an absence of light But a thick fog suffocating my sight Voices do not go beyond my head Yet … Continue reading Return to Oblivion