I could not tell
then and now
how the long lines of lies
tied us together
the bond of chains
that grieved our hearts
seeing we were
as dry leaves on earth
when the lord would
device his far reaching arms
and save our souls
from this madness around us
I was made of flesh
you were blood
the long trees of the forest
whispered secrets into our hearts
I could not tell
then and now
how the long lines of lies
tied us together
we are
as we came
we are
as we will go
it's the long lines of lies
that ties us together.
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 1:01 PM UTC
When the nights will
become boring
and the days utterly long.
When our memories will
become mists in the distant skyline.
When our lights will fade
into the thin wintry morning!
When many a seasons will come
and many a seasons will go
Who will remember you?
And who will remember me?
My dearest one!
Like we always will.
Feb 9
Feb 9, 2026 at 1:41 AM UTC
I hear you playing the piano
wakes me up
The sun sweeps across my body
shards of your fragrance
fills my heart
And as I look out the balcony
I feel alive
I feel loved
I love this sun
I love this morning
I love this hour
I love your soft notes from the piano
But you are only here for the weekend
leaving tomorrow!
leaving me,
with shards of your fragrance.
Dec 11, 2025
Dec 11, 2025 at 12:55 AM UTC
There is a crowd
going to the North City
bound on a passenger rail
They are going to
attend the national rally
to fight for their aims.
They sing in the rail
along the roads
leading to the stage
of men and women
feeling jubilant
in their sorrows and their pains
The stage is set
the world must follow
as their misery
has come to an end.
So, they thought
Until they did
remember those
Forsaken Promises!
Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 5:51 AM UTC
The midnight moon
drunken with lustful flames
glisten across her naked
face.
She
a marvelous melody
sings softly by.
And
the distant mountains
are flames
In this unforsaken
lands of desire.
Jun 18, 2025
Jun 18, 2025 at 9:56 AM UTC
There is a beauty
in summer
in the warm winds
caressing your hair
There is a beauty
in sunshine
In endless days
slumbering by
reading Derek Walcott
and Charles Baudelaire.
There is a happiness
in summer
of bright skies
and ice cream parlors.
of fond memories
and fonder friends
For the joys of summer
are never truly forgotten.
Apr 27, 2025
Apr 27, 2025 at 2:59 AM UTC
I opened the door
to our studio apartment
To collect the strewn memories
That you have left
In the bedroom
on the kitchen floor
Looking over the balcony.
And everytime
I asked myself, darling!
Why me?
Why us?
Why now?
Apr 10, 2025
Apr 10, 2025 at 10:56 PM UTC
As the tiring night quietly forgot
The dying of the sun
rose the splendid moon
to bless the night
3 am on an October night
As I opened the windows
overlooking the treacherous life
of a man in his early sixties
a life of inks and papers
a newspaperman
In the digital age
of rushing days
and hectic afternoons
late-night cafes
and morning blues
I remembered
every tick and clang
of the quiet sound of travelling time
Apr 6, 2025
Apr 6, 2025 at 9:24 AM UTC
On Avenue 57
beneath the blinding sun
Her breath is a touch of Magic
Her embrace is just a friendship
Like dust upon stones
She completes our journey
Here on Avenue 57
We are just friends
On a blooming field of gold
Apr 5, 2025
Apr 5, 2025 at 11:04 AM UTC