That one missed note in symphony
flies away unheard, ignored
and if recognized cursed, abused
Just for speaking the mind out.
Winds bring far stronger messages
than the electronic media
stroking the hearts and
body writhes in pain
The phoenix is in a catatonic sleep.
Only ashes rise to higher plane.
Lights of hope are switched on
and Off the word hope loses
its meaning inside the
of the ones ignored, tainted, maimed
cower away behind the impregnable
walls built by the world and the doors
built by them is sealed again.
Hiding away the pains
which linger on and on everyday
walking away into themselves
never shall they accept or approach
the sweet hand of love again
being betrayed in vain
walking away beyond the horizons
leaving everything behind
some finding solace in death
and others wandering lonely
and alone unloved, disconnected
broken paralyzed floating as fragile bubbles
only to be broken into thousand droplets of water
evaporating into the world of outcasts.
Woo me by your intelligence.
Drag me deep into a conversation
that seemed to last for a minute
but really took all day.
Woo me by your touch.
Take my freezing hands in yours
until your warmth makes me feel again.
Wipe my tears away and support me
when I'm drowning in my misery.
Woo me by your romance.
Take me out dancing and gaze into my eyes.
Treat everyday like it's our last day together.
Hold every glance like it's the first day we met.
Value our love.
and the stars will always shine, we are
delicately strung and i seem
restless, resentful even. but still
i care; i always have and
always will. because
not too long ago, every
lulling thought i had, led back
into that misunderstood soul of yours.
((and i loved it)).
your fingers on my spine are
tracing stars and weaving together
constellations that even the
galaxy could not foresee.
i want to explore the horizons
within your eyes,
i want to see the misty
craters, comets and planets
threatening to spill
from under your eyelids;
each drizzle more beautiful
his lips are fire
her tongue is ice
he tastes of musk and whiskey
she smells of unlit cigarettes
his eyes smirk with forbidden desires
her legs bestriding his hips
he delightfully traces her curves
she pleads for his velvet kisses
his whispers promise ecstasy
her words dutifully agree
their bodies shiver with
i want you
to think of me when your
crooked fingers slip under the waistband
of your favorite blue jeans;
to taste me when you press your lips
against the wine bottles we once
drank from under the crystalline moon;
to bleed when you see my deepest regrets
slit poetry in words of our love
onto your skin.