Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Abstract Reality

I know am supposed to care
but I simply don't.
I know am supposed to feel
but am numb.
They say to me listen
but my ears have turned deaf.

For I seen disheartening sights
when my neck wouldn't turn.
Heard words that repulse
and to the core burn.
When a flame turns to ashes
and the hearth is cold.
When love turns to spite
and a mother's lap is no longer a respite.

When I reach out to the sky
but to feel vast emptiness.
Tried to hold on
but still witnessed life's dreary abyss.
When religion is a lie
and your fate decide by a die.
And yet still I try
for its unbecoming of a man to cry.

Monday, December 7, 2009

Salt and Pepper

Spice it up
Dice it up
Nice it up
My salt and pepper.

Like the queen of Sheba
Makes a wise man lose it
but never my temper
A sneeze, ablaze
A squeeze, a shake
Of my salt and pepper.

If without my life bland
if too much, for sure doth burn.
A pinch, a breeze
Is all I need
From my salt and pepper

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Innocent Beauty

fairest angel pray take your leave,
and let the demons be, that within me live.
for your unattainable hand is worse than their torment,
a sunny countenance in the drenching torrent.

your innocent beauty cause an ache,
much more than a mortal can take
and so much worse than the sores that my soul rake.
for I learnt to live with my pain and languish,
and fleeting hope will but bring more torment and anguish.

Then take away that which reminds of you,
and find one worth your treasure's due.
paling in contrast to your lovely hue,
why you with me, i have no clue.

for what you have can not be possessed
but with great love shared, wanted and granted.
not to be gained by arms or decree,
but rather gifted to whom fit you see.

How you inspire my ink and pen,
yet words don't do you justice, now or then.
guide my hands as I paint my Mona Lisa
trying to immortalize your pure essence.

longing to see the fiery eyes,
now dormant and docile till I say goodbye.
spread your wings and take to the skies
what do youe see as the world goes by?

As for me don't trouble your breast,
for moments with you were the best
and my days with you were lived than the rest.
and if by Chance it was a test,
you will fly back to my heart's void nest.