Violet
She curls herself up on top of the balcony window
Looking at the passing shadows drifting back and forth
Her playful paws rubs her eyes as she falls asleep
into a strange lullaby of chimes and floating winds.
Born Naked
and we die naked.
In the whole wide world, we are the only species that invented clothes for cosmetic reasons. I doubt aliens wear clothes either (maybe functional suites for protection). Humans are so caught up with their appearances that they try to mask every flaw they have. In other words, humans are insecure beings. Every single one of us, deep down our hearts, is just a playful child (ego). Just that we don’t let it out to play because of societal norms. When we grow up, we hide our inner child and “act” like a grown up.
I don’t understand what is wrong with our bodies, we come in different shapes and sizes but that doesn’t make us any different. We are still human. I believe the day when the human race unites as one is the day we are not concerned with any inequalities. Social class, skin colour, birth right… they are all just made up terms to make us feel “special” about ourselves and label the rest as inferiors.
We are similar to animals. We hunt for food, breed to reproduce and fight for territories. Humans are promiscuous, they mate with several partners over their lifetime. It is only due to the introduction of marriage for the societal reasons (the family unit to raise up kids) that humans curb their urges and resort to underground methods to satisfy them. That is why there is a demand for porn, prostitution and one night stands.
Our civilization has deteriorated over the times. The rise and fall of monarchies have lead to a disillusioned race. With the onset of the industrial revolution and economy, we think that we are prosperous, only to feel empty within. There is this sense of lost of purpose when everyone is racing against time for some unknown reason.
Naked
Imagine a world
Where everyone is naked, we don’t need to wear clothes to hide ourselves.
Back to who we are at our natural state at birth, a beautiful body we are endowed with by our mother’s grace.
We should be proud of our bodies and accept our imperfections.
Wouldn’t it be a wonderful world, with nothing to hide?
No fashion, no make up, no plastic surgery.
Everyone will be naturally beautiful for who they are.
Window
She sits gracefully by the window still
Looking at the skies turning day and night
An endless cycle of mirage warped colours
Wishing for the rainbow over the skies.
Her youth moved with the wind
Her pale fingers perched on the edge
Her body stumped on the wall
Her lifeless eyes stood still.
She could tell no more
What was night and day
She had given up hope
There was no rainbows.
She waits for the day she will be saved.
Bleeding
Cracked walls revealing tainted blood
Skies breaking revealing the odyssey
Angels falling from heaven’s height
Humans nailed on holy crosses
Devils laughing at worlds end
Spirits lingering at deads end
A giant web cast upon opened eyes
Noise distortions on broken drums
Wired hands tied behind bars
Brains electrocuted on iron chairs
A bleeding world of sinners
A hellish place where evil thrives.
Lust
Men cannot live without women
Women can live without men.
Universe
The human eye is a failure tool at prediction. In statistics, eyeball tests does not provide accurate analysis as well. That is why we need computers to process information faster than a human mind could handle. A human mind is under utilised because we believe in what science tells us instead of our own feelings to guide us.
To use our inner “superpowers” to reach beyond the limits of what is humanly possible, we have to listen to our mind. No matter how irrational or illogical it seems, it provides us with the answers to everything. It is called the infinite intelligence. Everyone of us has the ability to tap into the mind of the universe but some people prefer to not accept the gift from heavens.
Everything sparks from a seed of imagation, driven with desire to make it a reality. The stronger the desires, the faster it manifests itself into forms. Without risks, there are no gains. The risker it is, the higher its returns.
We only live once, so why not risk it all? There might not be a point of return but it beats the hell out of being ordinary. You might be remembered in history for taking the chance too. Ordinary people are just afraid, fearful and disillusioned puppets controlled by the very few who dared venture out of their own boundaries.
Imaginary Game
Under the covers, peeping from below
She tries to find it, but she can’t seem so
Popping her head below the sheets
A world of darkness, of terrifying fear
She hides cautiously in the corner of the room
Waiting to pounce on her lovely prey, so delicious.
She licks her paws in preparation for her meal
Removing the remains of what is left in her nails
It peeps out into the open – looking left, looking right
It scurries across the room to the hole in the wall
A black panther springs out from the walls
Digging her extended claws into the rodent
She licks her whiskers in content.
Dreaming of the next catch tomorrow.
New Theme New Begining
Ever since i upgraded from Blogger to WordPress, i haven’t looked back since. The interface loads faster, it is easier to customize and there is this sense of freedom of space to explore and experiment.
I am seriously going to begin my career as a writer from today onwards as this is the path i want to head into. I am sick and tired of being in the commercial world all the time and this gives me the freedom to be who i am.
I like my progression, my works are evolving into a sick and twisted manner which my readers seem to be fond of. There are many talented writers out there and i do read some of their works and each of them have their own distinctive style.
I guess i am more on the darker side, i portray things as they are. Good, bad, ugly. They are factual reality. I would love to live in a paradise but i know it isn’t real.
My fellow human beings seem to be contented being in a state of denial but i am not going to accept that. It is sad to be living in a constant lie.
Everyone is making up things and lying to themselves to make it seem they are really happy when they are not. They cheat and get cheated all the time.
They put this false impression of themselves to mask their inner natures to blend in with the rest of the masquerade.
Welcome to the real world! Be an illusion or an outcast. It is up to you to decide.
About AVER LIM
AVERRAL - The assertion of the truth. The creator behind The Scarlet Queen YouTube and Red Hourglass Novel Series.
She does experimental flash fiction on this blog, along with song, movies and character analysis using historical and literature references.
