Grim Poems
Darkness
by Tejaswi Kalra
Mumbling my way through,
It was dark as pitch in the alley,
Apart the cawing of the crows,
Or an occasional bat screech,
There was nothing to be heard or felt,
Questionable existence to be called for,
What did I make of it?
Maybe fit enough to crawl,
And close the rudimentary deals,
......
Red sea sky
by Quinn Smorenburg
Against ribs, three valvate knots press
mountains under skin. Sundered kin,
bound lights swim in fountains found
within. Hollowed skies, mirrored blood.
Love is true, dipped in mud.
Sea-sunk eyes, nothing deeper.
Seek out birth, cut through ether.
Essence, still, solvate crust.
Diamonds wear; remnant pus.
Aeons spent, luring flies.
......
Red sea sky
by Quinn Smorenburg
Against ribs, three valvate knots press
mountains under skin. Sundered kin,
bound lights swim in fountains found
within. Hollowed skies, mirrored blood.
Love is true, dipped in mud.
Sea-sunk eyes, nothing deeper.
Seek out birth, cut through ether.
Essence, still, solvate crust.
Diamonds wear; remnant pus.
Aeons spent, luring flies.
......
Darkness
by Tejaswi Kalra
Mumbling my way through,
It was dark as pitch in the alley,
Apart the cawing of the crows,
Or an occasional bat screech,
There was nothing to be heard or felt,
Questionable existence to be called for,
What did I make of it?
Maybe fit enough to crawl,
And close the rudimentary deals,
......
