No Air


No Air

(Poetic Collaboration between .Mase Da Rula. & Isis Sun)
.Mase Da Rula.

patiently pacing round
putrid proven paths

pondering plentiful
pragmatic permutations


must be afflicted
with a curse

torturous terror
torments torridly
thrashing & trashing
terrible thoughts
deep into my soul

breath lost


no air
has filled these lungs
since your existence
came to cessation

left without my crutch
cause nobody can replace ya

love’s livid life
left lorn
long gone

what am I
to do

I’m like a bird
with no song

like a fish
and no water

like a father
with no daughter

led like a lamb
to a sacrificial slaughter

death seems minuscule
to the feelings I feel now

[.-.]tell me[.-.]

how am I suppose
to breathe with no air?

claustrophobic catastrophes
cleansing & ceasing my
calm collective

eradicating erroneously
each and everything
elastically envelope


I am nothing without you

 Isis sun

cold clammy conscience
created consant complexities

true tenacious tendencies
taunting traumatically
like thorns trapped tangibly

shipwrecked solitude
has chastised me from

\*your love*/

persecuted passion
pacing & promoting
pain’s propoganda
forcing false judgement calls

I fall…lifeless…


love’s air
deserted spaces we
used to occupy-
no signs we’d rectify

when it seems we both desire
a sensual fire rekindled
solare flares of sweet seduction
imbue our inner core

and I need for you even

marginated moments
manifested methodically
manipulate memories


I can’t forget

I’m like a book
with no cover

like a plant
with no sunlight

like a scholar
with no insight

disentegrating slowly
like a nubian star
lost in Ngame’s deep night

losing you has no place
in the love that defined

bountiful burdens
besiege broken
borders by
bullous beguilement

arresting all amorous
actions I attempted
to accurately apply


….have nothing without you…

  .Mase Da Rula.

\ .and./

with nothing
who can I be?

…just a…

mindless mortal
morbidly meddling

lost within


how am I
to survive
this oddity?

left blank
like unused scrolls
invisible syntax
not even a dot
of morse code


waiting to be made whole

~by you~

 Isis sun

:>>my heart<<:
marches to the beats
of passion’s rhythm


without your love as my
my thoughts become

darkened dreams
dispair & disillusion

hopeful hearts hasten
to hold on to
ardor’s fusion


will the love we have
endure this

repititious rancor
reduced the bond
we once enjoyed…

now the cost becomes a riddled

{-_-] faithfully[-_-}

I realize in the end that
by your side is where I
move hastily….
to you, I….



2 Responses to “No Air”

  1. I like the alliterations.

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