Memory

he flickers in my consciousness
dim yet undying
he is the invisible enemy
that invaded my country
like the dust in my home
he surrounds me
his essence sprinkled
over fading memories

he flickers in my consciousness
dim yet undying
he resides within me
pulsing through these veins
he consumes me
a pound of flesh, each day

he flickers in my consciousness
dim yet undying
crazed
i walk these pavements
in pursuit of his face

Nothing

Nothing seems to make sense anymore.
The townspeople are screaming in an arcane dialect,
eyes blazing and faces contorted.
Noise, it fills the streets and hallways.
Stop, pray wont you stop.
I ask not much, just silence.
Sweet, sweet silence.
Silence, the sound of inaction.

Nothing seems to make sense anymore
The shapes are indistinguishable
The parallel lines must intersect somewhere?
Perhaps they come together at the horizon
Its one continuous blur
Nothing makes sense anymore...

Away

I could never bear to be away,
from the waves of your hair,
your big proud forehead.
And I shall kiss,
every line, every crease,
for each hour I missed.

I know you were scared,
alone, by yourself.
Forgive me,
I apologize, for having strayed,
for having gone away.

Shhh child, don’t you cry,
you are the only love of my life.
I will make up,
for the time we have lost,
for each hour I was away,
I shall kiss your mouth.

Round

(Haiku)

Round Round, merry-go-round
little boys, they come around
Hey Mister! With a funny frown
How would the world be, if it weren't round?!

Save the world another day

Honey,
you must be away
saving the world,
tucked in your four poster bed

Are you smiling in your sleep?
oblivious of my suffering
as I lay writhing in pain
your scent in my hair,
its more than I can take
through my lungs
you have reached my veins

Alone,
I gather the pieces of my weakened will
I need to taste your lips,
your tongue, your kiss

Honey,
come quick
the flood is rising
save the world another day...

Glass

Through slender fingers
the glass slides
glides into space

a little boy escapes his mother’s embrace

It is violent,
how glass breaks.
last night I broke a glass
beautiful child of sand and lime
clear as crystal
shimmering under bright lights
holding carefully, the liquid of my dream

I watched it fall
to the marble floor
there was a loud sound
a dying man’s shrill cry
the kind that resonates in your ear
long past silence

What a cruel sight
its body twisted
mutilated and unworthy of use
my dream poured out of cuts
sweeping the floor
into the street
and finally down the ageing drain

It is violent
how glass breaks.
and takes with it
everything it holds
my dream died last night

If

(Dedicated to the master-P and G, inspiration for the following lines)


If you say you love me,
I confess my love to you
deeper it runs than the bluest oceans
fiercer it is than the wildest beasts
should you choose to kiss my lips,
I will kiss yours too.
pour my treasures into your crimson cup,
if ever you desire so

But if you say you can’t tell,
the body from the soul
its just how the breeze flows,
I will flow too,
with the rhythm of the wind
things will be just how they used to be
carefree passion under the lemon tree

If you ever wish for home
after a long day’s chores
I will cook for you your favourite meal
later as the night progresses
I will undress and unfold for you

But on such a summer night,
if you change your mind,
I’ll unlock the doors
darling you will be free to go
nobody needs another,
I hope you know.