I am unable to unhurt myself. 

                                    – Aniket More


So many stars in my head, they’ve formed a constellation. 

                                   – Aniket More


To Death And Beyond

Nightmares calling to the edge of the dark. A lonely heart turning putrid, dusk to disembark. 

Tide marks fading, no more anticipating drowning bodies. A sun dragged by the horizon, Non-vertical abyss.

A strange calling from the noose of the used. A final wail from the throat of the refused.

Departure greeting the relentless rain, A woeful season submerged in ageless pain. 

© Aniket More