urdeepestdesire

[urdeepestdesire]

“You haven’t expected me—a mirror before you; it was over long ago, Medusa.”

He touched her cracked face with an engraved tear on.

[urdeepestdesire]

We’re like a threaded memory;

whenever anyone turns either of us over, it’s the other they’ll find waiting.

Always together by Franco Anselmi

[urdeepestdesire]

“Oh, crimson Sun— so bloody that I believed it came out of my veins.”

An interpretation of Nashwa Amr’s text

[urdeepestdesire]

Oh, nocturnal dreamer—

spellbound by night fabric;

tell me,

what are the stars whispering

confusing you with the moon?

The Young Martyr (1855) | Paul Delaroche

[urdeepestdesire]

I got crucified on your heart, you got crucified on mine; we are each other’s only salvation.

[urdeepestdesire]

I used to play with my dreams—

up in the air

and catch 'em back.

but

why has it been so long this time?

[urdeepestdesire]

“And from the very beginning, draw My fingers the eraser— a sword, cutting through the letters of strangers; and so He who is a fellow eternity passenger becomes another eternity, different poetry; and countless light-years.”

An interpretation of Nashwa Amr’s text.

[urdeepestdesire]

Another splash hits your face,

another red stain

with your eyes flinched—

another slayed dream.

[urdeepestdesire]

A surreal tree— you are; with your branches hugging your seed amidst your chest.

Masahiko Kuroki

[urdeepestdesire]

Once, you said:

“Take this,

find me

and bring it back, please."

Since then,

i took an oath

i ain't done with the symphony of life

'til i give yourself back to you.

Behind Us, Michal Zahornacky.

[urdeepestdesire]

have i told you about the man who woke up, and tears were shed as if he realized he had cheated on life with his dream again?

[urdeepestdesire]

The Heaviest Sound in the World, Henry Daubrez

[urdeepestdesire]

this time

i was very sick

i vomited all meanings;

i’m standing hollow

before the table of void.

Victim of Text, Ralph Haymans.

[urdeepestdesire]

the unsaid poems kept growing until i bled moons and suns.

[urdeepestdesire]

Kites—just as our dreams and the stars; they’re too far away, with the thread of fate we’re struggling with. And just like that, there’s no meaning catching them in our hands; they were meant to be there, and we’re meant to only have our eyes wide open every time we look at them.

[urdeepestdesire]

The ocean is so beautiful yet deeply sorrowful; no wonder it is the weeping of the heaven.

[urdeepestdesire]

between light and darkness;

crossed, i am, on the body of void.

i used to walk on their thoughts;

now, that love ratted on me,

i am the devil to them

and, in that very way,

i am a god to the others.

i keep gazing down

at the faith bled on the ground

for i have met neither.

Falin, inkeyjay.