Submissions by scrippler

Sapped Shivered Barren Heart

Harsh Hoarse Cracked Voice

Scarlet Scarred Dried Eyes

Tight Tense Etched Lips

Love.

An ancient Chinese legend once said that a red line of thread connects two hearts that are destined to be together

If this is so

A delicate red thread is extending from my chest and slowly stitching our hearts together. It is drawing our hearts closer and my heart has been missing your halve all this time. Every beat of your halve is echoing mine.


If it is true

This scarlet thread is getting tangled as our hearts wove and bent to fit each other. It is knotting itself into a labyrinth and our hearts are twisted into abnormal grotesque shapes. It is...

My Love
You are all but a recurring shadow
A dark butterfly that flutters over my heart
You come and go
With no whisper of your arrival
Yet when you alight
You stay, hovering
Darkening all things
Casting a greyish tint to the sky
So that shadowy clouds reflect the color of my heart

Oh My Love
You are all but a fleeting memory
A sinister moth that laid unnoticed
In a murky corner during bright day light
Until night fails and shadows lengthens
Then you stealthily rustle your wings
So that melancholy race through my veins...