I dreamt of you tonight

You were telling me not to chase you anymore

And instead be gentle and quiet and speak to you kindly

For the parts in you that resisted have grown thin and weak

And will easily be torn away by the next storm

And you told me that long times of bliss and mirth were awaiting us

Without being accompanied by the usual mylth


As I woke up right after my dream

The word mylth had stuck to my mind, even if I had never heard it before

Mylth is a sort of sticky haze

The shadow that usually accompanies our elation and temporal happiness


And I wonder

Have you ever remembered long-forgotten words

Or dreamt of new words while sleeping

Sometimes a word can hide a forest of words

A world of its own

Is mylth such a word?



About Erik Vincenti Zakhia

Dear all, I will share with you many of my poems, short stories, drawings and paintings telling of my journey of self-discovery and my reflections about life, love, art, spirituality, sexuality, kundalini rise, and twin flames. They all fall within the realm of Hazen. May you have an inspiring visit!


  1. ouioui oui!! Un tel mot! Qui cache une forêt de mots!


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