I walking down the alley
I couldn't stop with my folks
They live across
streets
Two miles
A cafe
Where you pick up the habitual sweets
Cheap at the expense of time
And Essence of fun begins when you're closer to things
Closer to Rome

I witnessed ******
The body inside
With inside frigidly
Probably tampered with
After the authorities left
The same lascivious lady
Was in the house for couple of seconds
Before I had entered
I had just run my errands
Knife lay on the floor
Gun lay far from the door
Policeman probably accompanied
The criminal along the way
Carry the along the weight
Disrupting the interiors
As the rug
Makes the crime bloodier
Blood
Of Red wine
Lay on the Floor
I managed to break

Rights of a criminal
Is in the perception of time
Of the committed crime

A writer uses his
Instruments to lay
Beatitude
To religious display

How did you find your place
Home in this city
With so many streets
To roam

Live is lonesome
Even if you choose live
With or
without soulmates

The floral vase was broken
The roses look complete
On the vase and in it

Life lessons
Given
In the art of living
Never taken
For granted

Places that seem
Nostalgic in your head
Still exist

Looking through the rain
I saw the skies cloudier
Rather than grey
Guess I was wearing sunglasses

Point was made
But the feeling of doubt
Seemed longer

I met the greatest poet that ever lived
But he had no one to rhyme with
Live alone
Poem's seemingly timeless

Looking
Through the
Door
To the Outdoors

Get up, Stand up
Stand up for your rights
Don't believe the hype

Friendship is a single soul
Dwelling in two bodies

Competition is two bodies
Dwelling in one hobby

Head on babe
Slowing my wait
Over to my place
How's the journey
I'm in a coffee house
Looking at the scenery
Of couples
Looking at each other eyes
Feels nice

You keep me company
When I'm asleep
In the morning
You give me reason
To laugh
When I'm yawning
You finish my sentences
When my thoughts become
Noisy

When life turns to dust
You're the rain that brings it up

I've never done this before
However, I find myself writing
More and more
About flowers
Flowers that I never adored
Maybe because I'm not a kid anymore
Because I've been in love before

Tragedy strikes the day
The dawn of an era awaits
But a rosebud's about to blossom
However, it shies away
Even at the light of day

Smile again
Fluttering on leaves
Fluttering through the breeze
Leaves are often withered
Giving home to birds of the same feather
Flocking together

I live in a town
Where the lights never go out
But the moths never come in
Because spiders are the citizens

Bumping into a girl named Destiny
After stumbling on pebbles across the ocean
Left me with false notions
Of love and its nuances
I reckoned the water will always be satiny
And love is a painting
For the souls  waning
And the Sun shall always set for us
In the West
Laying slumber to the endearing scenery
Laying memories to a peaceful rest
Funnily, the tides always had an affinity
For washing away writings on the sand
Realizing now,
God didn't bring the two of us together
On this colorful land
With utmost sincerity
Towards a God named Romance

Even though Destiny
You changed places
And left me at the mercy of my fate
I know the horizon is unanchorable
Similarly, I know I shall go looking for you again
In these treacherous waters
Even during hard-hitting rain
With inchoate courage
Even when I'm somnambulant
Dying within the Earth's recesses
Within time's everlasting edifice
I shall foolishly go looking for you again
Just to erase your pain

And in my hour of demise
I won't expect you at my burial
I easily surmise

Because I hoped to grasp what was destined
For us
In the firmament
Of this exemplary universe
And as the Sun rises
During day-break
Nevertheless, the same way
And my soul will rise
Ending its indignation
Brought by You
Not being bothered by the evanescing memory of
You

Diving in the bluest parts of the sea
Cerulean hue escapes the underwater serried scenery
Under pulverizing rains and thunderbolts stimulated by God's solitary hand
The sea takes on colorful countenance as it strokes the grains of foreign sand
Rambunctiously rising against the randomness of these tawny lands
Almost turgid and ****** in its flow
The waves of bliss call out a raspy roar
As the sweltering hot water laps against the sensual shores
Timelessly
Salty and foamy water cupping the ******* of the salting
Sun's about to snore
The tides will come once more

So guess what?

What?

My crush texted me
"I've been thinking about hanging out, a lot."
Out of the blue
Without hint or clue

Then what did you say, girl!

Lemme, lemme finish first
So I reply, I haven't in a while
But, since it might be friendly not a flirt
So why not comply

Why not indeed, good on you
Then what

So he says well
I had to go buy some things for mother's party
We can perhaps catch a movie
Instead

I thought splendid
So asked him when will mother buy the return presents

Then?

She's coming with us to the date
And he didn't ask her to leave us 'lone, for ****'s sake

Crimes are a thing of the past
Always brought up as a standard
Always determining who grew up fast

What the caitiffs don't realize is
Crime has no credibility
It is just a ruse to trick
So, when the time comes to fill your idol's shoes
You're just a wayward stone that ******

Dear lovers,
Awkwardness belongs in the bedroom
Not at the table
We need some leg-room

It's dinner
Light's are turned down
Dimmer
Mmm
Dinner

I found love in a hopeless place
Finding stride to a worthless phrase

Heroism is for the brave
Fanaticism is for the depraved
Iconoclasts of today
Are the outcasts of yesterday

Wrapped my gift
My mind's going adrift
Rapped on the door
Forgot to stub my cigarette
It's my in-laws home
I'm quite the idiot

Life on the farm
Is for the strong of heart
Who can find new and verdant green patches
Of grass even when the soil is parched
It is for those optimistic in mind
Who expect the caprice of rain
Even when it is a scintillating day
Where the sun has barely been away
It is for the experienced in body
Who can find that hint of moisture in the air
Without a sight or sound of something GRAY
And tell from there cattle's awkward gait
That it's time to lead them to their hay
Or become coyote carcass-bait

Sometimes walking on my way home
I used to wonder who owned the road
But, when I saw abandoned souls without phones
I realized that they paid "the place" more attention
Than pedestrians in the traffic-zone
Always busy texting

My previous life was a sad song
Till you came along
I withstood the pain through and through
To give way to something new

If I would share
To think you'd care
This is when I'd speak to you

When all of autumn falls
As leaves turn brown
On the grass above
Pictures if captured sooner
The moonlight would enrapture

When the breeze swirls
In heavenly curls
Just like the hair that rests on your shoulders
I'd hug you tighter
To feel what is like to get older

You'd hold me at arms length
Telling me,"I can finally love once again."

The end is getting longer.

Times have changed
I'm not the same
Rivers flow deep
But there's no rain
You know my mind now
Girl, I've lived with you
But I've wanted you too
Every day for 4-3 years
I never met someone's as wonderful
As you, girl

But, before your heart was mine
I was bedazzled
For a long, long while
Nervously, I came closer
I wanted more
Because of the way *** made me feel
Being ready for you was something so unreal
Stupid, I know
But I loved you to begin with

A single aversion
To love and its chances
Shocking me and my very kind
Avoiding glances and romances

A single aversion
Touched my soul, leaving me blind
And hurt
Taking sometime till I learn more about being a lover

Love's a game
In the beginning
But ends
Pretty quickly

Hate's a responsibility
To take sides
Against the enemy

I have bought things
Wanted things
But not as much as this entity
Called publicity

I have sold things
Relinquished things
But not as much as this entity
Called authenticity

When a kid
Hoping for the height to touch the clouds
When a teenager
Hoping for just the sun's warmth amidst crowds
When an adult
Hoping for time at home makes your family proud
When an old venerable person
You realize you are
Too old to touch clouds
Until knowledge tells you that that desire lies in foggy mornings
Too old to look for sunshine
Until experience tells you there is nothing more beautiful than the sunset
Too old to keep your family intact
Until wisdom tells you each person goes their own way
When in death
Hoping to reach Heaven laying behind some star
In space, away from this Earthen abode

Do you drive past her place
At night
In that isolated town
Where the streetlights don't light up
Do you walk past her window
Whilst staring at your shadow
Wondering how things ever got so out of hand
Do you cycle with your friends past her fences
Wondering why she never comes out anymore
Getting tired of the suspense?
As your friends keep asking
Whether she sneaks out
Because she is grounded
Or she doesn't want to be seen by you
And they chuckle
At the thought of this
Confounded

She's a small town girl
Give her some time and she'll get around
After all she is vulnerable in your arms
Just like all the other girls

A boy blurts out something
It really isn't demeaning
But it is worth contemplating
An awkward pause
Thoughts linger
Uncertain of cause
Until cold silence leaves
Bringing warmth in the beginning
And talk of love ensues
Whilst loving, I’m still charming you

Thoughts of feather
Lay within
Fly untethered
Life's a win

Intoxicated by
Aged, wooden feelings
Of yesterday's
Faults

The beauty of a journey
Is marked by
How far it keeps bad memories
Not by how far you travel

If not for death
Life wouldn't come from within
To leave the soul
For something different

If not for love
The breeze wouldn't
Have no swing
In lovers hearts
Accepting atmosphere
Formed within

Found treasure
In a feathered dove
Flying from sea to sea

If not for rain
The sky wouldn't fall
But I guess clouds would always be white
Without the need for silver linings
In the story
Of every person
That starts at day-break

Life
Could be so mundane

I walked up a narrow stairwell
Hearing the soundly innocence
Within my despair

Blood stained the wainscoting
The sanguineous dispaly
Only leaving my temples hurting
I was about to scream, "******!"
But, I wanted to see before I weep
In case, I get a seizure

In my room
Everything, still like water
However, sepulchral and suspenseful
The macabre got to me
When I saw mother hanging from the ceiling

Gaining consciousness
I found a knife in my fingers
Saw a man fleeing

Now, I realize
I'd rather be dead
Than be living on borrowed breathing

I used to feel safe
Hiding in precarious dark alleys
Away from the orphanage

Realizing only now
Some friends leave
For better futures and families
In mysterious ways

I used to feel safe
Knowing there is food
That is thrown away
By little men with big pockets
Who just seem to get ahead

Only finding out now
I may have to work as a waitress
Or a cook at an abusive home
instead

I used to feel safe
Thinking about the ****
That gave me birth
And conception to feeling glum
Knowing they'd gone astray

Coming to the conclusion
I had no uncles
And no family friends
Back in the day

I finally feel safe
Knowing there is a place
For attractive women and intelligent men

Little do I know
Intelligence is subjective
And attraction is ******
I get ***** everyday
Never to be praised for my intelligent display

Decisions appear colored
When you're on the wrong side
Of the race

Jumping over fences
Is easier
When you're trespassing

Better to condemn sinners
From Hell
Than to discern
From Heaven

Repulsive words
Have been spoken
By men with broken
Hearts

Beautiful words
Have been spoken
By men with broken
Morals

A ticking
Clock
Talks

Clocks slay time
As William Faulkner says
Too bad you still aren't alive