He learnt his song from the cosmic throngs...

Her bundle of fragments
She wandered like a day-appearing dream
Through the dim yet redolent wildernesses of the mind
Homeless, boundless, unconfined
Her soul she summoned to the winding ancient stair
Setting all her mind upon the steep ascent
Aloft the breathless petrichor of the starlit air
His sempiternal smile transfigured her
And left her heavier of thought but with an opulent heart
I pray thee give to me one, a love stronger than I
A moon to swallow the sun
May he be akin to a mischievous goat
Crisp as a thicket of thorns
With a collar of gold for his throat
A scarlet sash for his horns
The heavenly circuit of his stars
He drops gold from his infinite snows
Ineffably, utterly, tender
The mythical eyes of me swoon
With lust of rain to-morrow
I know your mellifluous eloquence
I saw you kiss the flowers
I saw you colour the flowers
You shall wear the crown
O moon, o secret sweet
Chalcedony clouds of caresses
About the flames of our feet
The mage and his wiles
A billion shapes in the sun
Look through to the heart of his heart
Winged we were, before time was
My, how we've flown...

Baby baby won't you tame my tiger

Into my mystic
His kiss is a whip of the moon
Every dawn of our lives a heart is forged
Linked with lore to the one so similar
Born with blessed life dust
Stored beneath its soul
Even though the wind may blow it all away
Don't ever worry 'cos I'm your friend
Slim lined sheik faced one
My sweet deliverance
Why did you put me up against the wall
'Cos you love me so much?
Paused to hold
Into the fold baby
Our love is an old love
And the spirit of that mighty singing
To its abyss was suddenly withdrawn
Its path athwart the thunder smoke of dawn
As summer clouds dissolve
Unburdened of their rain
As a far taper fades with fading night
As a brief insect dies with dying day
My songs song
Tempestuous play
Of man’s deep spirit
As the morning-star
Beckons the sun from the eoan wave
Rulers of eternal thought
With solemn truth
Life’s ill-apportioned lot
Blind love

Real wild mister

She loves how he kissed her

Of what has been
The hope of what will be
If such could be thy name
The solemn harmony
Not until my dream became
Like a child's legend on the tideless sand
Which the first foam erases
Until the golden eye of the bright dawn
Through the dark lashes of those veined lids
Disencumbered of their silent sleep
Gazed like a star into the morning light
O friend, sleep was a veil uplift from heaven
As if Heaven dawned upon the world of dream
When darkness rose on the extinguished day
This desert is a cruel mistress
For the black sheep
The prodigal sons and daughters
Beyond the songs of man
Keeps watch upon the fates
When they misweave your strand
The elements and oceans congregate on his brow
And he stalks in style like a royal crocodile
Yet she is a lizard in a womans skin
This lioness is free fallin' baby....

And kiss all our starbrowed brothers on the cheek

Save a dream for me
Words hang in the air
Her demons take the dare
Above the lonely feather
Circles to the ground
The house don't make a sound
Green and gray and auburn
Gliding down the sky
The devil winks an eye
A figure in the doorway
Shouldering the blame
This ain't without a name
The King and Queen are loaded
Falling off to sleep
The ground begins to creep
Red burns into night
Rolling out of sight
She don't care about time
Time gets in her way
Fades into the wind
Days roll into days
She's got nothing to hide
And she hides it so well
Keeps broken dreams
To fix up and sell
So young

And damaged by love
There's rain on the road
And the faithful have gone
In a crowd all alone
Walking 'round in a song
Eyes down at my door
And she holds out her hand
I love you so deep
But you can't understand
I'm goin' back...

Real wild mister

Was there ever talk of love
In the stillness of the night
Did you ever walk away from a love so bright
See you standing in the moon
See you walking in the night
Did you ever ever see
A star so bright
A finer sight
Burning cold
She was burning cold
Did you ever, ever see
A finer sight
Baby your lady
Won't you tame this tiger
Won't you give her your love
Real wild
Mister mister
Won't you join your priestess
The dying sun gleamered in the west
Painting bloody hues of abstract
And that paints are painted best
When all senses betray the fact
Then it is the soul of my soul
Soon the stars sparkled high
Upon the velvet veil
With the ghostly moon sighing sighs
Althroughout the slowing sail
But quick gray clouds gathered
Wiping the lights away
Howling winds like rushing bees
Still it is in anyway
The painter of dusk, the lights of night
The chill and the rain melody soft
Is a shelter more'n day's bright
It is YOU - the soul of my soul
I summon to the winding ancient stair

The tigress wants you in her snare

Set all your mind upon the steep ascent

Freak bitch baby needs to be bent

Upon the breathless starlit air

Elemental Child

A living spirit within all its flame
She moved just like a panther tame
And how she wept
And now she laughed outright
She got the wish she wished tonight!

In the deeply dark when the wolves loom large

I hear a hand approaching
As I rise from my chair
Watching the door swing wide I take my leave
Stoic Boudicca streaks through the dawn
Triumphant soaring on boreal winds
Our goddess nevermore
He flashes bare, charming, of angular face
The sufferings we all share have made me wild
He said, he looked, he did nothing at all
Beyond his wont, yet it disordered me
Alas! I am forgetful of my duty
I should preserve my senses for my sake
My sweet child, you have no wound
'Tis only a cold dew that starts, 'tis yours to take
I swear to dedicate my cunning, and my strength
My silence, and whatever else is mine
To thy commands in a smile like triumph upon me
Then careless-wise and coming towards me
Of his hand against my bosom
We beseech thee O lord
Blade of his touch that raises my face to applaud him
Thou painted viper, beast that thou art

Yet he caresses my mouth with his fingers
God, I am caught in a snare
And down his mouth comes to my mouth
Once again laid bare
His dark bright eyes descend
Of sweet fires swept across me, and as I drown
Even of my sweet loves and thy knife
Has bereaved me of thy life
And with cold and shuddering fears
Let us agree to give up love
And root up this infernal grove
Then shall we return and see
The worlds of happy eternity
Seven sins weep night and day
And seven more lovers in my bed
Crown with twine this mournful head
Pitying and forgiving all
Thy transgressions great and small
If I must sigh to think that this shall be
To love you till your little race is run

Shall be my paths henceforth
I can die in peace, as ye will next to me..

I got on my knees and begged to the sun

And ever as she went, his image did play
Then immortal passion breathes in
And through a soft countenance did stay
And the priestess spoke again and said
Speak to me with busy murmur vain
And drinking the warm tears and the sweetest of sighs
And he sings to me o'er the equator
This tremulous star sparkles unfathomably
The communion is peaked
His deep penetrations
And a sigh for "I can't bear it!"
Soothly I am sick for you
Thy supreme desire of falling for you, falling apart
Touch the very pulse of this fire
And on a throne overlaid with starlight caught
Sleeps the night with desires wrapped
Gods couldn't change this rhythm
Upon those wandering isles of dew
A pleasure sweet doubtless it was to see
And then their features started into smiles
Sweet as pure heavens over enchanted miles
Through the rain and the mildest mist
Mortals subdued in all the shapes of sleep
Here lay brother and sister in infancy
Alone in youth who in their dreams did weep
Two lovers linked innocently
In their loose locks which over both did creep
They are like ivy from one stem
And there lay their calm
Now age old and folded palm
No voice from some sublimer world hath ever
To sage or poet these responses given
Remain the records of their vain endeavour
Frail spells whose uttered charm might not avail to sever
From all we hear and all we see
His doubt, their last chance, insouciance and mutability
Thy light alone like mist over her curves
Or music by the redolent night-wind sent
Through strings of some still instrument
Or moonlight on a midnight stream
Wild is the wind as it blows down their hallowed halls
Gives grace and truth to life's unquiet dream
You penetrate my mind
Slowly, deeply, rhythmically
Diving into ecstatic reaction
We transcend reality into some world
Strange fits of passion have I known
And I will never dare to tell
But in the lover's ear alone
What once to me befell
Deftly removes all my clothes
His bursts of mellifluous eroticism
Lilting and rockin' and a 'rollin
Erotic sirens god call
Suckle me, honey...

See the paintings in their eyes

You're my salve
Yet be reptilian enough not to care
In many a mimicked moon and the bearded stars
The serpent heard a flicker
In her sleep, and her dreaming
The boy and beast crept afar
See all the humans fight and fawn
Still the naked beauty of her soul lay fair
And often through your rude and worn disguise
She saw his inner form so bright and bare

Where once was charm, now a strange device
Murmured on mute lips and tender of tone
Could make his spirit mingle with her own
'Tis said in time he'd set her free

He'll die alone with that their noose
Knew what love was

Yet felt it alone
Be still

I'm having a beautiful day

Her fortune was a wish misspent

The gentle winds arose
Many a mingled close
Upon the hill
And she lived alone in this wild home
And her own thoughts were each a whisper unto herself
Clothing themselves within oceans foam
Of wild eolian sounds and the scent of the sea so keen and close
To work with whatever purposes might come
Darkness reigned and rained it did
Yet he sat alone
He looked so slight and worn
My baby beaten down, a man without his throne
Dare not touch his shapely face
Beautiful King so sad and forlorn
So shocked by what I saw, I darest not meet his eyes
Slipped from her graces, she barely recognises him now
Broken pages on the edge of night
Into her mind, prayers of such power, her mighty Sire
Whose words were once winged and wise
He said their tales were true
Through all the regions which he used to shine upon
Within, above, around his bowers of starry skies
He used to move the sea-flowers in their purple caves
Now merely silent scriptures of the lonely trees
Even as the ever stormless atmosphere
Floats o’er the Elysian realm
No storm could overwhelm her like his own
She sailed wherest he flowed
Once strong Poseidon of my stormy kingdom
Under their calm serenity, he is now drowned
What happened to you?
Who beat you down?
The horizontal luminous aether
He once stripped heaven, once stripped her bare
Her aethereal host
Whilst from all the coast
Louder and louder, gathering round, they wandered
Over the oracular woods and past the divine sea
Prophesying o'er their fate
When next day the maiden and the boy
Each with the thing, which each believed true
Only in fancy till the seventh moon shone
With visions clear of deep affection
Of mortal men and what she did to them
And Gods entangled in her sweet ditties
Unto his will, he slammed her subtle fate
A tale more fit for the sombre winter nights
Scarcely believe much more than we can feel now
To the fulfilment of their inmost thought
These thoughts seized me and I could not move
What be thy fate now that it's too late
And timid lovers who had once been so coy
They hardly knew whether they loved or not
T'was but a dream
Once they rose out of their rest and knew such sweet joy
A second, a minute, an hour, their lifetime
See you in the next one
Such a beautiful, untouched lonely feeling place
Such a fine part of what I call the faraway
It is a place you have painted before remember
Even now and evermore
Here is this world
Here is this mouth
This temple her home
Her fortune was a wish
Her prophecies were you

We just love restrictively, my old and lovely head..

The all-consuming sun could never behold
In his wide voyage o'er pangæa's seas
So fair a creature as she lay enfolden
Amidst the warm shadow of her cove
He kissed her with his beams and made all golden ties bind her
She, in that dream of joy, deliquesced
And universal Pan, 'tis said, was there too
Explaining away these lovers and fools
Of the deep mountains, through the trackless air
And through those living spirits and abundant wanton lust
He passed through her everlasting lair
Where the quick heart of the great world doth sigh, moan and pant
And felt this wondrous creatures wide-eyed gasp
Her mother was one of the Atlantides they said
And he felt hers hand upon him, astride her emerald throne
And every nymph of stream and spreading tree
And every enchantress of ocean's throng
Who drives her white waves o'er the sea green
And libidinous Priapus and his company
All came to watch, much intrigued in how the enwombed rock
Could have brought forth so beautiful a birth
Her love subdued their wonder and their mirth
This lady never slept, as he lay in her trance
All night within the fountain
Its emerald scars glowed in her beauty's glance
Through the verdant splendour of the water deep
He saw her constellations reel and dance
Like fireflies, and withal did ever keep
The tenor of her contemplations chance

Crisp sunseanian Sage..

I've rejoined the race
It's a good day.

His tattered head bent like a willow-tree tent..

I am brave now, I am Tigress

All your slings and arrows

Thou huntress swifter than you

Do you feel well bringing all others down to your depths?

No longer your maid, no longer your fool

Wild bacchanal of life’s mysterious ways

Beleaguered on a cold day, brood through your moods
My thoughts of you used to keep me warm
Now this graveyard is my ineffable solitude
While the northern winds blew down the sand
Sending chills through my fleshless bones

The sun and the serenest moon spring forth

The burning stars of the abyss were hurled
Into the depths of the daedal earth
That island in the ocean of the world
Hung in its cloud this divinest universe
Was yet a chaos and a curse
I am now saved from the power of your surreptitious worst
The spirit of beasts are kindled there
Raging without truce or terms

Frowning o'er the tempestuous sea
Of kings, and priests, and slaves in your uncrowned majesty

Your senate of tyrants

You're sunken and prone
Your multitudinous anarchy does sweep alone
And burst around these walls

Now idle foam

Of its own aweless soul, of the power unknown

Whilst from the human spirit’s deepest deep
Strange melody with love and awe struck dumb

Beyond whose night I saw a dejected mien

Your shadows painted
Haunted me for centuries long

Wept tears, and blood like tears

The solemn harmony
I just wanted to be free from the sorrow too
But your past lingered like a slow killing disease
Guardian of the dead was here again
Please cast off those mocking grins
Your death is creeping on my skin
Darkness, I was your only believer
Don’t they die when they lie
About laughter while others cry?

Let us dance to the rhythm of bitterness

The atmosphere of obmutescence
Silence your tongue
I'll be your backbone since you do not have one
You will always be my tombstone

Purple light shines from the grey sky
Premonishing my spirit of your presence
Too cold with carnal desires for my warmth, caring and soul
I placed your oblivion onto my pride
And my heart would stop from beating
If I didn’t escape your cruel lies

Of what makes life foul, cankerous, and abhorred
To set thine armed heel on this reluctant worm
And the next, the winds pierced me from within

Doubtful loss of innocence
Kissed my flesh with tenderness
Only I now own the sounds from the ocean
Harmed by your serpent disguise
By its ugliness in the garden of insanity

In danger I sensed something strange
In sickness you became deranged
While lamenting for my blood to cover your own

Becoming my field of existence

Eyes within eyes looking into another
Malicious and in full bloom
Nerves exposed to the storm brewing
A maze of joy and hate
Is life an everlasting greed to you?
Decide who has to bleed through the pain of luxury
We all must suffer is this not true?
About your satisfaction

Your pathetic reasoning of human behaviour

Oh, that the free would stamp the impious name of King into the dust
Judgements on other and the happiness of being unhappy is your treasure
Smell the night’s fluidity

Yes the oracles have heard

Thy victory shall be his epitaph
And feel it endlessly flowing like a river of dreams
But with awakened senses touched by your entity
You no longer denigrate this dark butterfly

And the abyss was suddenly withdrawn
As a wild swan she was sublimely winging
Her path now athwart their thunderous beginning
Streaming headlong through the aereal golden dawn

As waves which now pave his watery grave

Pity this mortal
For he is just a cruel child

Wind of illusion came darkly down my street..

The Consort Queen once hunted with her King
Their sempiternal scintilla blinding
Conflated together, they sought out divinity
Can you hear the welkin ringing?
Their laughter not lost in his hollow frost
Tears frozen through empty years
Prose bloomed from the withered rose
Sorrows dreamt not of tomorrow
Until amity rusticated like the day yet again
Ignorance played as trickery
Doorways suffered from compliance
Nescience spoken in silence
Quandary from crossfires
Malignity caused by desires
Masquerade gilded lies
Glade crystalline eyes
You had buried me
Into mortality
With a romantic symphony
Beyond my destiny
Espial restraint and devotion
At the lowest ebb, prudish in contemplation
She was fallen onto this earth
Carmine sky couldn't you cry?
She was your child that you denied
Couldn't you try to bring back our sunrise?
Ass in lion's skin
Tell me what you have seen
Of the destruction you created
Riding on the Ionian Minotaur
O mighty mind
How does thou curb thine own sacred rage?

Infernal guile in the past
A mutual concession would not last
Every time I heard his susurrous cry
I wanted to wilt and die
Farce of contribution
She fell from the diaphanous wings of prayer
She is still here, but not all together
Angel of dawn, beleaguered child of the trees
Cynosural Panacea
She was merely a sacrifice
Our affections to you were merely a lie
Love’s gentle dryad from the haunts of life

Let me sing you a lullaby...

Jigged like a muse on life's lawn...

We have lived so many alternate realities and parallel worlds, that the difference between the real and imagined is now a raging leviathan in a tempestuous swell. No matter what, and I need to be mindful amidst all those cloying melodies, assignations and raucous imbroglios — the one simple mysterious truth: on some retrocausal level, is that the deeply entangled that happen upon that precious gift of eachother, will now and forever whirl in a gentle song of eternal ambrosial whisperings, seven thousand endless caverns deep, seven thousand lifetimes long. Because supreme love is bound with cosmic string, and is thunder from the depths of the æons. Love is not to be relinguished like a rude uproar or pestilent child, save the last of the winds of heaven be unbound upon you, nor falter the worship of Hecate. Those enraptured in lies and deceit, are left perceiving not even a shadowy sound, for they sacrificed a sacred gift to the pyre. The very last ebony moon is shining on desolate shores now. Love should be ennobled, as it's all we've got in the end.

Don't lame me baby strange..

The Enchantress casts her spell
In her sweet hot drift
She is answered by a spirit
Within the silent centre of her world
Is a familiar face that carries her safely home
My astral fox, please listen intently
And frozen ashes of a volcanic childlike world
All the ephemera which meld into eachother seamlessly
Incredibly disorienting the hollow world where I lived insphered
Hazy dazy existentialist
Blown to cosmic dust
How could I have trapped myself in that prison?
From the beginning and around my sleep
But how have I woven all the wondrous imagery
And infinite depths and unknown elements
Amassed into one impenetrable mask
How doth one reconcile all she knew
When faced with this new blinding reality
Passion makes echo taunt the sleeping strings
And I would send tales of forgotten love
Late into the lone night and singing wild songs
Of the deserted in the olden hours
And weep like a soft cloud in April's bosom
Upon the sleeping eyelids of the plants
So that perhaps it dreamed that Spring was come
And crept abroad into the moonlight air
And loosened all its limbs, as, noon by noon
The sun averted less his oblique beam
Was that little beach really there?
Poor Lady Jane no one cares
Diamond geez up in thin air
To the long and winding road
Dreams of worlds yet unknown
From Gozo to Catherine Bay
Chalkboard sidewalks and the street cafes
All those tears you shed
All the cries into the void
Promises made and so unkempt
What a wondrously long garden path
Just like the one you walked me down
The marvels amongst us along the way
I feel for it all you know
Poor Indian girl, baby Jarvis, little Singh
And, if my grief should still be dearer to me
Than all the pleasures in the world beside
Would you lighten it?
I offer only that which I seek
Some human sympathy on the lonely island
Oh once my friend
Once my brother
Once my lover
Once my beloved
What do I say?
My brain is dizzy, and I scarce know whether
Everything I speak has all semblence of fact
T'was once your safety through the long bitter night
Peace, perturbed heart
I am to thee only as thou to mine
The passing breeze which heals the brow at noon
And may strike cold into the breast at night
Yet cannot linger where it soothes the most
Or long soothe could it linger
But you said
You also loved?
And thou lovest not?
Oh would that I could claim exemption
From all the bitterness of that sweet name
I loved, I love, and when I love no more
Let joys and grief perish, and leave despair
The embodied vision of the brightest dream
Which like a dawn heralds the day of life
Listen to the children of tomorrow
All crying their everlasting tears
Hear them all covered in snow
Screaming endlessly in fear
Something strange is happening
Something is coming
The white witch told me so

The shadow of his presence made my world
All familiar things he touched
Became to me
Like forms and sounds of a diviner world
He was as is the sun in his fierce youth
As terrible and lovely as a tempest
Lay yourself open to peril
The strong scent of sorrow
Broken windows, torn pillows
A warning has finally arrived from the shallows
Alas! Why must I think how oft we two
Have satiated together under the rock ledge
Under the green pavilions of the nielsen Indian summers
Of wild-flower roots, and stumps of trees o'ergrown
With the Dryads and the Naiads
And you swam as she watched
Please surface each and every time
She'd hold her breath as you did
Sharing our breakfast as we spoke of the brilliant future
Spreads on the floor of the unbroken nymphaeum
Sad prophetess of sorrows not her own?
The crane returned to his frozen haunt
And on a wintry bough the widowed bird
Renewed the vigils of a sleepless sorrow
You left like her, and leaving one like her
Alike abandoned and abandoning
Whose love had made my sorrows dear to him
Even as my sorrow made his love to me
Amidst the cold relics of abandoned joy
I knew about this
Because I was the one whom they kissed
As they bowed naked around me
On the day of all whispers and cheers
From their lips I could sense the burning desire
Almost fooled me into undressing my pride
Our steps where the lovers would meet
To the blue water
Where they found in friendship what they lost in love
A parsley bay night in the pouring rain
Calypso wound her legs up to her chest
Save the cold and bite
Just like the churning sea
Just like you've done to me
That cannot be: yet it is strange that we

From the same scene
By the same path to this
Realms of abandonment
But speak your last breath
Your breath is like soft music
Your words are the echoes of a voice
Which on my heart sleeps like a melody of early days
He was so awful, yet
So beautiful in mystery and terror
Soothes the unquiet sea
For he seemed stormy
For such his thoughts, and even his actions were
But he was not of any of them, nor they of him
But as they hid his splendour from the earth
Some said he was a man of blood and peril
And steeped in bitter infamy to the lips
The tasks of ruin in the world of my life
Such a one
Is he who was the springtime of my peace
But, fairest stranger
Out of the eastern wilderness
If I be sure I am not dreaming now
I should not doubt to say it was all a dream
While love was lost and pain gained
Under the subtle heat of the autumnal sun
Crushed her hopes and turned cold
Moon siren
Still she could never understand
How a Queen goes down without her man...

Walking wild at midnight, breathing like a panther...

Slowly and without warning
My whole world was changing
Day became night
And night became day
I remember merely staring
Wash away all this ugliness
One punch
A mirror breaks
The reflection is lost
Yes truth still seeks truth
Is afraid to ask more
Feels still some lies be
Lurking behind
Those permutations and combinations
Tan thetas is sine theta upon cos theta
As deceptive of a mirage in a desert
My fettish desires of that virtual kiss
But osculatory perfunction
Frustrated I had become
I had once heard that
Anger can make one blind
So I turned it into fear and pain
Thus blindless blind me from thy sight
Only to be left in solitude alone
Waiting for that moment
That perfect time and place
Finally being able to tell you what I was really thinking
It was harder than you'll ever know
Because this human heart-mine alone
Misunderstood and unknown
But inside me thriving
Was love you'd never know
It wasn't fair…I did nothing wrong
It was like cutting into water dry
Pointless and yet disturbing
I came to find that words were left unspoken
I was bleeding
I was screaming
I was emotionally dead
Oh God…
I was waiting for you to come find me
And wake me from this daze
But you didn't
My God was willful and hard
And ruthless and angular in temperament
Peculiar oppositions in the milieu of her honesty
Sincerity and obliging nature
His erroneous impressions
The Goddess is the sincere, honest, and most kind
You know this
Most gentle
No she's a harlot, an old hag, a stalker non-the-less
There is no truth but in the eye of the beholder
And the Goddess was turned away
A liar?
My soul whispers that we are born for each other
And we are bound to conjoin as it is our destiny
But field realities damningly refute the possibility
Only a glimmer of hope in the whispers of the soul keeps me throbbing
If the glimmer fades, it will be our end
It is our end
Farewell Swan King
Sadly my God lives without even that glimmer
Only Almighty knows what will be our ultimate fate
All the same, I must re-state certain apodictic truths of his soul
Self-sacrifice is her second nature
Yet you threw objections and mistruths back at her
She never bears ill-will to any and bears all injustices to her
She identifies him as the essence of her soul
What a bee-autiful response thy King gave
She bid to flow all her beauty in its every drop to himWas the grass really greener?
What faith doth thy hold in such purported miracles
Your touch would pull me in
Please I begged
'cause I know we'd be safe together
Even in the light of day
My hand is yours forever
I'm sure you'll love it this way
But I told myself no
I repeated
Me? I couldn't be…
To myself
I was lying
I was dying
I was crying inside
I couldn't stop
I was lost
I was found
I was hurting
Until I realized…
You're all I think about
Silent conversations
Held between our eyes
You hold out your hands
So welcome and inviting
I can't help but take them
Embraced
Hair so silky soft
You let me run my fingers through it
You're warm breath on my neck
It's hard to breath because the air is thin
You liked it…I like it….
It's as perfect as can be
You're perfect when I'm with you
Nothing can harm me
I forget the world around me
These lips, my heart, my touch
All of it was yours
You created these things…
I'm sorry I took them so seriously…
I grew on them
They consumed all my thoughts
Never once since have I been mad
Especially now that I know
The truth behind the lies
I'm sorry I hurt you...
Your megalomaniac style
Your kleptomanical frame
Words or arrows
Were they verbatim?
Why sought thee a frame
Like this a path so curvacious
Out of your quiver-mind of vision
So frightful but simultaneously hilarious
So that the grandiose of a story could emanate
Of two lonely souls in this universe of skullduggery
Yes lies galore
To seek the truth
Thats what thou sayeth
To find out the truth
Was it just truth t’was the seeking
Or was it the plane o'testing ground?
Of two birds in migration seeking
Lost love over hills and vales
And danes of shame
Words juggled forth in and out
Now a new confoundment
Is this a new prank?
Or just a ruse
To pamper ones pride
In arithmetic progressions, simultaneous equations and multiplications
Of my pure infection of thee
To soothe that blurred appearance
Here are those pictures
Seen in those visions
But secret worries
Nagged me whole sale
What if you have
Actually sold me?
As in sayings
To that website
Of woman’s carnal desires
To grand old men
Of old empires
Though thou art so close, yet so far
A fear still hides in my bosom
How do I clear that fear?
Asked of my Lord
Give me the strength
To chose the right
In thy clear sight
If it be thy holy will
Then make me that oil
In his lamp
To shine and burn
With him forever
Or just let me be that perfume
That lingereth in him
Until I am no more
But that lingering fragrance
Be his muted light
A smile in his life
Be it only for a second
But one that will
Remain in our hearts
Tallest man on earth
Where do my bluebird fly
With all this fever in my mind
I drowned in those kerosene eyes
Oh, you’re just a riddle in the sky
She worshipped him as her only God
Therefore, mental vagaries are a non-issue now
I lived with him solely in the light whispers of my soul
And that is my promise to my plight
Enchanter
He came like a dream in the dawn of life
He fled like a shadow before its noon
He is gone, and my peace is turned to strife
And I wander and wane like the weary moon
O, sweet echo
And for my sake
Make answer the while my heart shall break
But my heart has a music which echo's lips
Though tender and true
Yet can answer not
And the shadow that moves in the soul's eclipse
Can return not the kiss by his now forgot
Sweet lips! he who hath
On my desolate path
Cast the darkness of absence, worse than death
I too have found a moment's paradise in sleep
And other enchanters
Half compensate a hell of waking sorrow
Sheets of immeasurable fire and veins
Of gold and stone, and adamantine iron
And as a veil in which I walk through heaven
I have wrought mountains, seas, and waves, and clouds
And lastly light, whose interfusion dawns
In the dark space of interstellar air
You left me there.. not a care!