Purple Flow

Astral

Whispers tell me things in my mind as I fly through the night touching the soft purple energy that surrounds me.
 

My eyes are closed and in my soul all is broken and torn from my bones.
 

The surface is shallow and the ripples peal the skin from the meat I hold within.
 

Slipping into the heat of the burning pyre that ignites the fire which sears the love into hate.
 

A moment of reality is a second of denial you forsake into believing everything you know is not a lie.
 

Then by some miracle of understanding you question all that you know and come up empty slamming yourself against the wall...

Reviews

[LeeLee Ryder]

ASTRAL BABY ... PURPLE HAZE
great visual line: My eyes are closed and in my soul all is broken and torn from my bones.
actually the whole poem holds lots of imagery... I love visual aids..
The ending is profound .. coming up empty could be turned into a banquet >>>>>
>>>> clean slate to revamp, re-learn & rummage through ideas ...
Slam away!!
Kudos
LeeLee

[ghost writer]

a trip into the purple haze of introspection..nice

[Mockingbird]

like a trip then you have an epiphany that comes with it and see everything for what they are. a cathartic experience. flowing imagery of your body and soul separating.
excellent job.

[Alisa Js]

You have described astral travel in such a way that could only be described from personal , first hand experience.

Intense.

And yet, all so real.

Will stop by again soon. So nice to see your work again.

alisa ;-0

[Holly]

"A moment of reality is a second of denial you forsake into believing everything you know is not a lie."- I have to ask you about this line. Your words are beautiful but what are you trying to work out in that head of yours?