Am just a little insane.

If you stare at a rectangle 

Painted on a wall everyday,

Does it change?

It’s not visible!

Unless the wall crumbles or 

Its sides are repainted,

You won’t know.

But you know this. 

You know how.

You have the problem 

And you, solution.

Does it matter, staring?

You can look anywhere else too.

But why there?

What’s about that shape?

Do you not only see boundaries?

All the shapes are boundaries.

-knightess

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In the night’s distance

Have you carved a poem in your head,

Or stood at the centre of the circles?

Have you ever dreamt your life,

Or appeared estranged to your own reflection?

I have spent the night in a supernova,

It’s a spinning shaft of ambers,

And you spin so fast that you stay awake,

Billion of stars with you.

Patches on the wall are breaking, 

You’ve been looking at them for so long,

They feel like abandoning you,

And after all, it’s night for them too.

Those lamps still work,

May be they’ll accompany,

But your eyes are not still,

They are looking for something else.

There is ground just below, 

but you float midair,

It’s so quiet that you can hear life leaving,

And room is filled with colours of your desires.

-knightess

I lived once, with all my heart

Dreams are all sold

Dead live among the living

They capture land and prosper peacefully,

No matter how close you get

You remain alone, one single entity

Against one single entity.

Try belonging

Try becoming

Transcend.

When places change,

No one really notices.

-knightess

Just one

Imagery is vivid in my head,
I am all alone.

My world is void of all breathing noses,
All except mine,
All machinery works,
But I see no one operating it
Like cars are driven and I hear the horns
And buildings are growing
Cameras are watching
There are books written by unknown and everything else that I have seen

But no people.
Suddenly, no people!

You certainly know why,
this world will feel convenient.

- Knightess

Behind you

I just wish to be gone
No more
Nothing more
With each step I take
I move towards the edge
And to my end.

I'm being followed
Constantly by shadows
Sometimes it's wind
Sometimes just myself
Not alone
No more
Nothing more

A Girl of Good Breeding

One of these days 


I’m filled with disgust


For all man kind 


For all woman kind 


It doesn’t stop there, 

this feeling 


It gets mingled with anger 

and then


Madness and misery


And then stone cold hatred at times.

I still love all, with whimpering efforts


I still fear society’s invisible chains


It tells me even if I must break free


I don’t have to.


It tells me more and more 


And black mass of my desires piles up inside the depths of my body.

I dare call myself a free bird 

with enormous wings, 

in moments of rebellion.


This rebel is against my own will,


Against, all that I have become,


Against the very thought of being well bred.

I’m nor myself


neither a bird.


I’m an invisible face 


An outline may be


Of this emptiness.

Stint

That speck of dust
That flew from the ground
That came back swiftly around

Shimmering sunny rays,
In a perfect setting of maze
Deeply cutting the window
Into pieces or patches

Its all that there is
Something shining and something not.

How ugly those poets, press their faces to stale past
Doddering on armchairs, by staring into nothingness
Deaf to their own stories of rupture
They talk of things they'd just see
And not make, like that speck of dust
That they held midair, frozen in time

Beloved little speck of dust

You know nothing of these vultures

They'd latch on your beauty

And the eternity you hold

They seek perennial wisdom

That they think you'd know

This is your journey now

This is your whole story

I must ask you this,
Hence I may not.

Stay where you are,
Because that's all you've got.

-knightesS