Metaphorous Mind Matter

A fine shrine to adorn words

And in a heartbeat my ink it cried 
Bleeding words

And like phosphorus beams 
Something vibrant and colorful 
Came to life

A metaphorous stillbirth of characters 
Indulged, of my mind matter

Farfetched from the stormy 
Gaseous aeons
Where chaos ravage into the silence
Where atoms dance lavishly 
Into darkness

And in a heartbeat My ink transfused 
Into concrete words.

Published by Eiravel

Hello everyone, and welcome to my personal blog. This is a self-taught adventure in creative writing, craft that I am passionate about; learning writing and all the stuff that concerns this industry while surfing on the waves of the internet, and I aspire to make a living through selling my own books and blogging, because why not. I live on the island of Mauritius with my husband, my two children, and my muse. I am an eclectic person, love the sublime and the strange; I am also interested in all types and forms of art that please my mind.

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