Illusions Series by @sarpkayali
During this time of quarantine let yourself embrace past shadows and struggles not faced .
Poem by @sarpkayali
Wounded in the hazy bright sun , Saved dreams eaten by the big, lazy wolf. Lingering on other’s mirrors. Big, lazy wolf is cruel, sly and slick. Ate all saved dreams for supper. Happily delivered for others. The Ones under the sunny bright sun. No fears and tears. Happy and busy. Busy to lick , dead for love. Lost for words. Rabbits in the cage. Sheep’s in the conquest. Wolves in shallows. Always hoping, fucking and yelling. Hugely flesh, nevertheless dreamer. Others stole un touched dreams to cook in a pod. Didn’t know how to swallow . Ate them live and raw. Grumpy mass had no bowels and lizzards. They cuddle, and fuck with the hope of digest . Drank precious wines with a hole in their bellies. Dead grapes cried loudly by rebelling their faiths. Uncouth ones cheered their gathering in worthless shining saturated desires. Ate and ate more with a hole in their bellies. Eyes were shaped as filthy jaws . Innocents bloods on their willing tongues. Wildly sensual but malcontent yet. Kept eating virgins, eagles and snakes, words and love with a hole in their bellies. Hunger was infinite at putrefy one’s desires, The ones with a hole in their bellies. Lifeless Jaws Ate every possible prey on promised sunny abundance. Kept eating till they crave for their own mirrors. Soulless blind jaws with no mirrors , finally ate their forger loves which, promised to be infinite.