Impromptu Untitled 01/05/2016


a stormy night shattered

the fabric of the unseen.

the moment of retiring

the long-lived lies from

a fabricated existence.

the tearing of the flesh

rendered the truth naked

bones reveling in grotesque

articulation of structured

reality and scripted consciousness.

now it lays in graves of

failed awakenings where

hope is air and despair

is the earth that entombs all.


01/05/2016 © Waseem Sherif