De Res Extensa

Detached I watch my soul - I left it -
Behind the walls of glamor, shine
I felt so lost ...
... Searching the heartbeat -
Because I think, it was once mine.

And color, forms, spirals ascending -
In time that melts beneath my eye
I'm watching ...
... And the nature's sending,
Too sleep, another firefly.


© 2010 Lith Ium

Monday, July 19, 2010

Surreal Poem

I took a pen in fashion pink.

And a tabula rasa.

And burning passion was the ink-

The letters dancing salsa.

I start to write about your eyes

And stars - my destination.

And my sweet blanket are the skies

And clouds – a strange creation.

I write on fog, on rain, on snow,

And hope for the eternal.

And all the words - a perfect flow

For once a dying journal.

I’d wish you'd know they are for you

These rhymes from hell ascending.

But you are real, you have a view...

And I, a shell… descending.

© 2010 Lith Ium

Tuesday, July 13, 2010