hopes in lies
I will rise up the sea of diffid, so you too unwrap your blankets of reticence, I will fly to the skies of demural, can you accept my soul; take off your abeyance?
I will welcome your passion, so you would drench in my lust, I am to depart from my lies, so be it your deception I can trust.
My body, a peaceful sanctuary, you'd be my zen, me; a poem, an art, and you, the pen.
Inked with blood, smudged a flaw, a prowess broken, yet a creation of awe.
your world painted, a universe of lies, everything woven with falsity, in the deceit, my hope allies.
©Kendra Pokhrel