Babies - of what do they dream?
What thoughts play behind those closed eyes,
Those eyes so like others before
Unfocused and newly revealed?

What is it in holding a child
That brings such a tranquility?
That puts the world's problems at bay
And shows what is truly at stake?

Perhaps when they dream they become
The person they one day shall be
In full philosophical garb
So leading us to what will come

Or maybe it simply is shapes
And colors so formless and free
A way to make sense of the world
They sample with unfocused eyes

2Apr2002

She cared so much
I loved that
A heart so skilled it could expand and contract

Illuminating with warmth and devouring my peace
She cared too much
I began to see

The future, career, car, and fortune
Size of diamond, house, making my dreams forgotten

She cared so much
I loved that at first
But too much of anything is bad
The more she cared the more it hurt

Please listen to what I have to say...
I've fallen in love with you.
I know I shouldn't have.
But what should I do?
Painful feelings are overflowing.
My chest is tightened up.

That's right...
I'm deeply in love.
A knife is plunging through my chest.
My newborn emotion can't be hidden anymore.
The more I try to hide,
The worst it gets.

The only thing I can do is.
Stay away from you,
And not let you know of
The feelings I have.

But why am I still crying deep down inside me?
I put on my fake smile.
And from the reflection of my window.
Everything becomes empty.
When you're not beside me.

I screamed,
But nothing come out
With the feeling I have for you,
Everything bottled up.

I feel lonely in a world full of people.
Yet the empty pieces of my heart
Can only be filled by you.

you wanted to know the real me
i revealed my self
i broke down my walls
just. for. you.
you weren't expecting me to be there
yet there i was

you looked at me with disgust
you put me to shame

i stood there revealed
you pushed me
and i fell
down in a cold ***** well
helpless
hopeless
cold
lonely
only you can save me now

I have a secret, which till now I have concealed.
You may be shocked, today as it will be revealed.
I have been sleeping with her since long.
In company of her my nights are on song.
I have seen beauties all across the world.
but her softness is more valuable than gold.
In moments of joy I have grabbed her tight.
In moments of sorrow my tears have moistened her clothes bright.
I have seen many beautiful dreams by putting my head on her lap.
And in my dreams I have visited places, which cannot be found on map
Those wintery nights were so rosy,
when In the same blanket I and she got cozy.
Now I am addicted to her beauty.
It is impossible to sleep without this cute little sweetie.
Now I cannot stay without her, she is integral part of my life.
No girl should challenge her position, not even my future wife.
Our affair has been going since I was a boy callow.
Today I declare it openly, 'I love you my Pillow'.

Looking up, I can see the old moon
In the arms of the new one.

Here I stand, at the edge of my demise
Overlooking the city on this building,
To gaze at how the bustle of this metropolis
Begs for release.
I will be the first.
I stand on the edge of my demise,
Its crowds of people faltering between
Fate and struggle,
This city of revolution
Where blood has been spilled on its streets.
I overlook the hustling crowds and see,
Down below,
               The swinging lifestyles,
               Thieves and soothsayers on every corner,
               Talebearers and backstabbers along the sidewalks.
Standing at the edge of my demise,
I long for wings to fly away
Like a dove, harmless and at rest I would be.

Atop this elevated place,
The light of early morning shines along
These towers of terror.

As I lift my foot to step off the edge,
I notice a puddle next to me.
Staring into this small basin of identity,
It reveals what I have missed–––
I remember what I have missed in me.
My face is unlike the rest of those
Who populate this hustling city.