Bound to the bandwidth of time, watching each dead end sneer
a fistful of garrulous grand power pounding on my chest insincere
Dear Lily petals drinking acid rain, choking on each sip,
A drink of despair imploring love, lavish as the heart of tulip.
All that written, and I relegate a silent roar onto this verse
Like all dead poets do to escape an unbreakable curse.
And I'd consummate my love in a bed of poetry and rose.
To say it was worth if all along my heart broke and froze.

They spot an armful of red dots run along the thick skin.
Of forelorn hands, heavy smiles, of a body not so thin.
They say it's the rash of youth, healed over time.
A layer of mind, peeled and wrapped around a repressed crime.
Perhaps they live a saint's life and all die as Gods.
And we go to hell as jokers. what are the odds?
I cannot unveil the piercing daggers, what they see is only tips.
I am to plant a kiss of life on my own lips.
Since drought has empraced my aching heart,
I ***** blood each second, live, but fall apart.

You go through void like a dancing Cliff
Bold,having nothing to latch onto!
In your highest highs tasting earth with gratitude
And yet you dance through and through.
Watchful of the background and vibration.
The mother and the child too.
sorrow came and washed away
All you thought would stick like glue
You cried and laughed along this wave.
You watched you could take nothing with you.
I know for a reason you paused,
Extracted the pain from your pocket
And sold it to the Sunbeam.
And you rode each wave,beaming, without a clue.

Truth is, I have never touched your skin
Yet I've dared to fracture all limits
and grip your soul, with no fists
But a heart, and a heart alone.
It carries all of me within.
And endless space for your soul.
Be mine! I'd have liked to repeat that over
and over again.
If you wouldn't vanish like a whisp of smoke
and reappear in another corner of my being.
Do you hear that hoarse voice in your dreams?
Hoarse, having blown away each cell in each lung, calling your name?
Do you, my dearest, echo through your worldly shape
So fast as you travel through all I have left begging for devine destruction?
Oh by and by I pray to meet your eyes once more
I crave and yearn, humanwise.
So I bid you farewell, till we leave this form
and meet, as one, unminimised.

When I was young, I fell in love with a little bit of despair.
I thought we'd be happy together till he wrecked me beyond repair.
I fell off that bold chair of success, swooped from the sky.
I had it all and now it's gone to pieces I have no clue why.
Alas there's a sea of "whys" in thirst of reasons and "fors"
And my beloved despair breaches into my heartcore
Like a sword deep dipped into the chest of a battlefield
He goes through my youth and whatever I have yet to build.

oh! oh I might have survived
gripping firm on all the wrong choices
I hear my heart no longer beat
I keep to my armchair seat
and hear it sizzle in a frying pan
drip drip drip! roasted! grilled.
I do not mind not feeling
not knowing of the haphazard rhytmes
that people play, or are played by
Life!
I do not submerge in my own sea of despair
I do much regret those days
memories of that pounding heart
of those unmade mistakes
and the supreme love
imprisoned by wrong words.

Navy blue tip of the brushstroke cleansed my eyelids of a black miscelleny
Of eyeliner, mascara and heavy black pain hidden behind.
Whatever in the world it takes to be a woman
Standing upon a pair of daggers dipping in your feet, your pretty feet
And producing a rose red, sun bright smile to all who wish for your downfall.
I realised it was night, long hours of pretence for sleep.
****** burden Recalling my woes, buried in my head, in my throat, to life. Now sore and deep!
There is more than sufficient oxygen in the air, yet I can't breathe.
I'm tracking every star that might fortell a happy fate.
Whereas it fades and leaves me to my own certain doom.
Whatever in the world it takes to be a woman.
To wipe away your own tears at night.
And fall back to sleep.