Once i believed, perhaps foolishly
there'd be fountain for mi kind
for those at war with words
and worlds
striking down injustice with rhymes from corner-shop pencil of bohemiansy
what a sleep-deprived dream of youth!
I no longer believe
I've now seen myself,
racing down to voidness
in a tilt-turn window
of a throbbing night train
Nov 4, 2025
Nov 4, 2025 at 2:42 PM UTC
let everyday
be one to remember
with gratitude
i am
lightbulb
eventually fading out
but today,
rays of joy
shine
Feb 21, 2024
Feb 21, 2024 at 6:36 AM UTC
I pour beer
to my half full glass
the composed glassware
fulfills
to its utmost extent
second class beer can
sits in its shadow
refusing to empty
become obsolete
pressed
neglected
recycled
today
Feb 10, 2024
Feb 10, 2024 at 6:28 AM UTC
patti austin, let your faust in
let the vinyl play
pour whiskey, *** gin
anything upright, if you may
little drunk, play that funk
sink the drink, sunk this drunk
hey boy, this is savoy!
Jan 6, 2024
Jan 6, 2024 at 11:29 AM UTC
every morning i crave
to sleep tiny bit more
at complete peace
pure exit lens
and every night i wish
to stay awake little longer
at complete ease
pure existence
Mar 27, 2023
Mar 27, 2023 at 6:35 PM UTC
i fell from abyss,
to a wistful
post dinner rest,
laid down
next to an angel like brunette
for the first time i knew,
we gazed each other
much, like lovers do,
then softly
on her arms i
lowered my head
and kissed
her grown tummy
that carried life
is it mine? i asked
while
her new man
did the dishes,
(who was this simplicity, that she said to have chosen, for the pure easiness of it?)
and with whole
worlds unselfishness
she answered
how would it make you feel?
i stuttered...
she smiled
while warm safetiness
was injected
to my veins
by the pure
stinging self power,
she had just shown me,
right there
i knew,
i felt love,
i felt it...
for the first time
in my life,
a moment
that put aside
a lifelong doubts
if there was
such thing,
i had witnessed,
what so many
preach of,
what so many
die for,
and so so many,
write about,
i left the apartment
soon after, walked
down the stairs
and to my grief,
never
saw her since
by the heads
of the ******
should i ever
be offered
an answer to earthly secrets,
then atleast,
i have been given
my question:
who, was this woman
of my dreams,
and why love came knocking
past bedtime?
Mar 19, 2023
Mar 19, 2023 at 3:22 PM UTC
I
you could be,
the most sweetest muse in the world,
one above,
the invented meaning of words,
oh you could be,
what few of us dare to dream,
a secret to so called comfort,
oh yes you could,
and the way i see,
your hazel brown eyes sing,
while your lips are sealed,
you preach and i listen,
a melody only few understands
II
double inhale stress relief,
ex wants me back in sheets,
while old crush, offered me a kiss,
one i, politely declined,
ask and i'll answer,
i barely know, whats going on,
for somewhere in the corner,
a lost lesbian, got jealous of me too,
you'd think it took time, no,
a day in life, under dim lights of a bar,
none of them knows,
yet i told them so,
theres a girl i like, one i'd never hurt,
one better, than stories to be made,
so let us be a week, a month or years,
know you can sleep,
with calmest of ears,
for every tear i'd make you weep,
would pour down twice from mine
III
thought it was the sirens,
that confused me,
see, i got lost here,
and its been too long,
but i remember the lighthouse,
and signals, it once sent my way,
and while the signing goes on,
i know i've been here before,
familiar song never changes,
it goes from ballad, to ballad
Feb 13, 2023
Feb 13, 2023 at 5:35 PM UTC
light of life rose above the desert,
as salomon sang the blues,
traveller felt the eyes of Ra, as he passed his last hurrah,
now left to be judged by rattlesnakes,
zikhi-zhii-zii
journey of lost soul,
only echoes voyages of past fears,
to rise against the dark he dared,
was it for blues, was it for Ra?
know not, but courage to travel far,
the traveller sure had
Nov 4, 2022
Nov 4, 2022 at 11:07 AM UTC
how you keep a secret,
when you run out of space to hide it?
and who do i tell, i don´t miss you,
only parts of we, and role you played,
in this crush extreme...
and why today, when years have passed,
does window present a morning twin,
of time long gone, that lost its bling
and who do i tell, i don´t miss you,
only parts of we, and role you played,
my sweetest muse
Nov 4, 2022
Nov 4, 2022 at 10:55 AM UTC