Owl Poetry & Prose

The Canvas of My Pain

First it was myself, through anger and hurt

Thoughts that were dark and deep

Emotions that were roiling and tumbling

I painted my soul with its blackness

Gouged my heart and empathy with the pain

Until it was numb

I screamed in the silence of the day

And sat quietly with the noise all around at night

The throbbing dulled by the sound

Temporary relief found itself in drunken abandon

Fun loving and free

Until the tide would subside and bring crashing forth like a tsunami

An avalanche into my senses…

Until you came along

I found in you a spark and a flame

A connection that would never be the same

And so your heart and body was mine

And I started to feel lost sometimes, a little scared

Yet the joining was divine

And then that avalanche came crashing down again

Out of nowhere out of the blue

And your body suddenly became my canvas of pain

Upon which I ravaged my hurt and my shame

It would consume and enrage me till the tide subsides

And suddenly an overwhelming guilt would engulf my mind

My canvas was not mine to brutalise

Yet I could not help myself, I would plead with your eyes

And repeat and repeat until I was replete

The scars would glare, your eyes would stare

My bifurcated mind did care yet would dare

Meet Lilanka
“what is meant to be comes about of what one does”.
An eclectic personality with a penchant for creativity, Lilanka is an old soul who loves life, laughter and stepping off the beaten track. She finds joy in nature, travelling and venting her existential frustrations via her writing while calming her body with food and her soul with music. Her motto is – “what is meant to be comes about of what one does”.
A collection of eclectic expressions from life according to Lilanka Botejue. From her creative outbursts and passionate views to her love for nature, food, music and archaeology, Owl Muses is an attempt to capture these moments in time.
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