Thursday, 22 September 2011


Emptiness knocked on my door
And stormed in uninvited
It came in the shape of Beauty
The worst of all masquerades
Evil witty Beauty
The kind, the most virtuous of all cannot turn down

Emptiness was in disguise
And I was blinded by the vice
The moment I thought I was on top
Turned out I was looking at the world upside down

Emptiness carved a place in my heart
Locked itself in and refused to go out
It was eating my soul
One bite at a time
It was sucking on my blood
Hollowing out my bones

Until we became one

I am Emptiness, Beauty in disguise

1 comment:


I like! and yes it was you who send that poem about paris :)