Poems
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Each smile to the salvation.Twin lovers with identical heartsSwim in veins, before evening startsOn their voyage towards elation.With no stars to appear,Love grew apart, with the lit matchBurning the crown of thorns – As blood fell to match the bread,With a mother weeping for her dead. A man embraces a woman,Holding her shed skin, closeBefore…
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Travesty between the trees,A final smile, before the current fleesTowards a muddled reflection in the lake.To draw her sigh, make her breatheWith an unfaltering kissUpon the lovelorn heart, all to takeAmong a stagnant woman, from her bliss. The lesser rises,Changes in the autumn’s coatingTo become the miles, traced in decayWith quivering leavesTo display what never…
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Walk this drenched earth,To see the green fade into rebirthInto the blue you only knewWeeping upon grass blades, to your worth.You stay with the smile,Deceiving the next loverWalking over your shadow. What were the skies you slewTo bleed the years gone by?At the faintest drift of clouds, we drewOur love in contours, our hearts renewed.…
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I hold the promise fastTo the burden of Mankind be cast,In favor of loving arms,Wakefulness in eyes.Weeping on the journeyTo discover your certainty,While stars glisten in your glance – Set in the west,Risen in each direction.In love, not to be erasedOn the pathwayYour beauty becomes the safe-way – To greatest embraceWhere you, with fingers to…
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A final smileTumbled off, in the mile.Do you believe in weatherWithout the sun to smother?There is rain to collect,A scent to breatheUpon the cracked doorstep. Without the sunYou can hide with me,Before you run,Playing in the filth,When the flowers wilt. You were the value lostFrom a heart with shattered veins.You cried from the mountaintop,Signalling ruin…
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I was always wrongTo silence myself where I belong.As you are far behindIn each teardrop that fades,As all rain is never savedFrom its fall, its decline.You did not want to – Want to die,Living upon the crying smile.You were sincere in each word,While winter kept you thirstingTo know if I was listening. I do listen,Smiling…
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You were not meant to beA god’s pet or a priest’s belief.You were meant to be rebornIn arms as broken as yours.Strained wrists, palms are torn,While waters exit from eyesTo see the same sort of skies. While the world uncoversShredded skin, dusted fleshBeneath sheets atop bed of death – Love reveals a grave realityThat nothing…
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The ill times in whichAll wounds were unstitched.Unbound, to bring the sigh,Aimless as the goodbye,Wishful with the fateful declineIn life’s caretaking sunshine. We wished to keep travellingWithin overburdened arms.A caress to keep the sun up high,One kiss to hush the painful cry. We wept for all the brokenTimes we were unspoken. Failing to swim, apartFrom…
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Pick up the line you drewWithin the cold places you knew.With drunken laughterTo caress a serene bottle,Whimpering in its reflection,Breaking open more of your eyes. Before you would knowWhat vein to swim through,Love taught you mere mysteryAs the harlot of no symmetry. Peel back your layers.You are more than what weathers – Weeping in the…
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It is a pathwayUpon another, to a gatewayFor another, towards her arms.A challenge with no alarmWith the tears that runTo wake a man to the sun. Someone says to the final wordThat the shadows are all brokenWith the fade of her.A longing to a passage, a scripture,One fault, alone in the winter. One chance, to…
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A doomed area setting west,While teardrops rise within the east.You are the moon, down upon my breast,Fading songs into the silent feastWith winter’s tears to linger.Among saucers to drooping candles,Death goes to noticeYour crippled, weathered form. I bring up the soundLeaving the music of night unsung.Silent, in the faces wornViolent, with the fingers torn. Death…
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Walking backwards on a trail,Smothered footprints set this sailOn the road to find you coveredIn history’s faces and ashes,Weeping through a blank smile,Keeping Saturn wringing your throat – Fatal in the sound for what ropesItself around each changing complexion,To your cruelest resurrection. You wish to lose all,Bending daylight into the fall.For a face in the…
Modern Romanticism 