BROKEN HOURGLASS


Listen...

Close your eyes
And listen to the rain.
Abandon yourself to this moment’s slumber
And let the rain enchain you.

A new atmosphere beckons…

Hold your breath
And let the night inhale you,
Sipping your butterfly – shaped body
Within the hourglass of vanity.

The candle your eyes cannot
Escape from –
Your eternal nightmarish torment,
The deadly link that would never let you
Leave your ephemeral sphere.

Shut your ears to morbid deafness
And let this threnody stab your numb senses
With the dagger born from your own
Ignorance and fright.

What is it that enhances
The dreadful shivers inside your
Imaginary hour-glass shaped moon?

Could it be the unexpected shriek
Of the bat that,
Having trapped its bloody fangs
Inside a deserted wall of night,
Is desperately crying for your help?

Twin souls that have eventually reached one another,
You bond and writhe in agony,
Running like mad in search for escape,
But your blindness won’t let you reach
The hourglass that broke
Under the merciless fangs
Of your own elapse.

- SORANA -

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