the guy who's always there

i've seen him since never
the guy with the dream face
who confidently dwells in my nights
and paralyses my time

i've known him since never
the guy who's always there
from my dusk to my dawn
and it never seems enough

so i'll stay awake for him tonight
and wait to see what's next

lone dancer

tell me about silence
about quiet spaces
where i can hear silent cadences
played by the single breath of mist

take me to the sparse peace
to the peaceful bliss
where the sky acquiesces to my ease
allowing me to dance with the breeze

come to my solitary party, my dear me
let's celebrate the lonesome wish
where nobody joins the glee
then i can enjoy this music of the deaf

all by myself

and that lil birdie
watches me dancing with the breeze
who doesn't preach
who doesn't teach...

breakfast

early breakfast
was delivered to me
on my table this morning
a plate of news
garnished with virgin's blood
dripping from her wounded heart
slowly i savored the food
(sigh) 

as i perused at the bloody news,

nine beasts just had a big party
over the body of 'marry'
one of them was member of an army
abducted her with no mercy
while she was kissing her honey

my eyes saw her sniveled
her tears and her fears
were on my plate this morning
my hands trembled
my heart was very much nettled
i felt hurricane was brewing
in my head
spinning and twirling
and it made  me mad


how many flowers must wither
and let go her petals
in the hands of abusive boozers
how many vestals more...

Lord ???
how many...


 

confession

dark clouds
hanging over
the damp yard
listlessly watching

two souls
sat
on the wet wooden bench
talked without words
blood in their eyes

asudden,
her blade tore the silence
sliced his stony chest
with her hollowed eyes

"loving you is so diabolical
my favorite mistake
i've ever made"
she finally said

and as the darkness embraced
the bleeding void in her breast
she gave birth to the sultry night
and her breath was the only gift
she had for the dying heart

meanwhile
the dark clouds
hanging over
this damp yard
one more time...

rhyme

you give me ease
and make me giggle

when you tease
when you tickle
        to my ears...

you sway me in
and move me out
           in and out...

you are musical
you are memorable

not just mere echos
but words with egos

accented syllables
near or partial

wacky
but lovely

and
i fall in love with you
when i see you
sit nicely at the end
of graceful lines

and you tease
and you tickle
          my ears...