Showing posts with label Nishi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nishi. Show all posts
Monday, May 3, 2010
The Rift
by
Nishi
There is a rift
In reality
A mirror forms..
Instead of me
I see you
A glass pane of swirling illusions
Missing hours
Forsaken moments
Water turns to gold
As time dissipates
You stand on the other side
Reaching out
Stepping back
Running away
Glass shards fall
Brambles twine
Around my feet
I hear your voice
Whisper
Into my skin
How is this?
I remember your touch
When it was not mine
Warmth
It lingers
Long lost on my lips
Your name
The mirror cracks
The edges burn
I tear away from your gaze
You still look at me
Come to me
You seek
A name
A face
But it is not me
Yet.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
3am
by Nishi
3am
The streetlights gleam
Raindrop bokeh
On my windowpane
I hide under the sheets,
Afraid to close my eyes
A shadow passes beyond
And I watch
I wonder
Is it you again
Come back to haunt me?
.
I can see sometimes
That the stars shine
Through raging thunderclouds
Are these raindrops?
Are these my tears?
.
The lights
Have abandoned me
I stumble
Over broken glass and dreams
A black fog
Fills this gutter
I fell into
Is it you
Reaching out to me?
The light blinds me
Again.
.
Wiping grime off my face
And blood off my fingers
My gloves are ripped
My hands dirty
I look back
Is it you there?
A shadow follows me
As I stagger away
.
I feel your heart stop under my fingers
Your breath was lost a long time ago
Sirens cut through
The cold night air
Crawls up my skin
Paralyses my chest
Fills me with silent screams
.
Despair
I tried
I believed
I gave you everything I had
I did this for you
Now I am empty
And lost
.
3am
And I hide under the weight
Of misplaced dreams
Raindrops
Hit my window
There are no streetlights
A shadow
Follows me
Holds me close
We have met before
I pretend to sleep
Away
This life
Where you and I
Were never meant to be.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Blue
by
Nishi
The minutes go by and they feel like hours, days go by and they feel like seconds. I leave to hide and watch our souls dance, but our lives seem to run away from us. Day after day, one drop of time after the next falls, each moment heavy with the silence of loneliness Ounces of moonshine and starlight do nothing to bring me out from this black hole, Though the light shining at the end of the tunnel reminds me you are here with me still, always.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Colourblind
by
Nishi
It's just a smokescreen
It's just a haze
Sand and mist over my eyes
Your eyes
Illusions and mirages
Since forever
You have seen me
You have walked with me
Heard me
Listened to my footfalls
Carried my tears around in the pockets of your heart
Broken memoirs and torn pictures
Of my soul in a book
In your arms
And I you
I struggled and bared my soul
I bled into my tears
My weaknesses are battle grounds for you to trample on
I ran needles through my veins
I prostituted my joys
I gave you my eyes so you see colors like me
I gave away my soul and stayed within this shell
So you could hold on to me
And you still don't know me like I do
You still don't know me
How do I forgive myself?
How do I not walk away?
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Meet Nishi!
Nishida C. is a poet, writer, thinker and recluse. She loves anything to do with art, literature and science, especially astronomy. She is interested in writing science fiction and fantasy, especially for children, and hopes to see a few well-worn novels written by her on a library shelf one day. Her short story "The Moonfairy, the Angel and the Puca" is part of the anthology "12 Days of Christmas" published by Jim Wisneski.
She is currently writing her first novel, a fantasy fairytale and is also working on a set of short literary fiction pieces.
You can follow her on twitter at @CafeNirvana. http://twitter.com/CafeNirvana
Autumn
by
Nishi
You would wait
Wouldn't you?
As I swing down the tree boughs
Rowing across the river to you
The leaves melt into dewdrops
Slithering and whispering
A tale of hope
Not lost
As they come alive
Year after year
Even when they fall
Triumph or loss
This emptiness is not what I am
It is something more
I am something more
You would wait, wouldn't you?
I am gone you know
But not so far away, that I cannot hear
You
Or see you
I may not believe always
Your ways are true
But I shall follow
By lanes or crossroads
Running into you
And then drift away
You would wait
Do I need to ask?
Your faith has always
Beaten me
I wash up on shores away
From your heartbeat
My back turned to you
I lay staring at the sun
Thirsting for a freedom that evades me
You would still wait, wouldn't you?
© Nishida. C. 2010. Some Rights Reserved. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution – Noncommercial - No Derivative Works 3.0 License.
You would wait
Wouldn't you?
As I swing down the tree boughs
Rowing across the river to you
The leaves melt into dewdrops
Slithering and whispering
A tale of hope
Not lost
As they come alive
Year after year
Even when they fall
Triumph or loss
This emptiness is not what I am
It is something more
I am something more
You would wait, wouldn't you?
I am gone you know
But not so far away, that I cannot hear
You
Or see you
I may not believe always
Your ways are true
But I shall follow
By lanes or crossroads
Running into you
And then drift away
You would wait
Do I need to ask?
Your faith has always
Beaten me
I wash up on shores away
From your heartbeat
My back turned to you
I lay staring at the sun
Thirsting for a freedom that evades me
You would still wait, wouldn't you?
© Nishida. C. 2010. Some Rights Reserved. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution – Noncommercial - No Derivative Works 3.0 License.
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