Could you touch the sky full
Of stars that make constellations
For weeping lovers
Could you get tired of castles
If they are made of sand and keep getting whipped
By tempests and seas

When I'm tired of being separate
Can you marry us under the Mirabeau

Where the lake flows
I have your heart on a banana boat
Got it from a dealer in Tangiers

Got laid for the wrong reasons
Ezekiel said the fire broke in the motel
The letters turned to ash
It was a bookmark in our calendar
With the days without you
When the love lasted, and the romance died
So Job said of God

You've spent your days too, combing through books and curlicles
For starry eyed happy go lucky me it was an apotheosis
I'd love to crawl to the Belladonna
But, eight of ten times you're on my mind's happenings
I wish I remembered every feature of you
With memory and desire too
But, I need your soul in desire

Alone
But with someone
Alone

Episode after episode
My tippling friend
An azure sister
Made love
Called up a crimson tide
Every time he had an episode and cried
Handed in his notice to a blue collar worker
She had a beer with the girl of his dreams
The men fear the backdoor man's hunger
Tearing the flesh till they are cunning
The leopard's child slept under blue skies
Pale as the afternoon
He wakes up mewling
His skin turns gold
He slept naked near a churlish kid
Who simply wanted to go to church
With the leopard skin lady
With cheap perfume and shy eyes
All he got was too much Sunday preaching
He became a little lost
In detention, they let in the dust
A religious head had him
To himself
Not much charismatic is his sermon
His Father is lewd
And his flower is waiting for the summer rain
He had episode after episode
Until everyone paid attention
Till he kept convulsing as long as they stayed
Gentile or Jew,
The wind was awash with tempests
Remember Phlebas who shared the fate of the ship
My love, desolate and empty
And it will be too many deaths
Till we know
La petite mort

Slow release of me
Stays in prison
Far from our family
Evocative
When apoplectic and angry
Invoked
By the violent deeds
That surround thee
And running amok
Lawless
And free

Singing in the dead night
Keepin the flight
Of the wasted time
Seems like the mine
Of gold
Never shines
Unless a golden raven
Flying across the red moon
Feels free across the dark blue

I felt uninspired
By your charm
Inspired by your love

The lost dream
Is lost trouble
That drives us crazy

Her shoulders lower on the silk straits
Lights on her sabered length and tapered gown
I could only forgive her for making my life breathless

This emptiness quiets my voice
On the brink of never speaking again

The alcohol drains into
Terse good praises, about the palpitating heart
A tense vein that is used to this intonation

If I live to die
I shall cry till my heart faints
In bets, I found lust behind that vain lady
She says does the moon shine like my charming face

Sun burns bright or does gold turn to diamond rust
Tigers tread on such an ablation
Soon a dull ache will turn into a whisper
Hear that Eli Eli Sabbachtani cry in my sea of change

Strangers with electric fur and wires
It has been years since I heard you
Most prey whisk away from my thin hands
She says,"Je suis trop peur pour toi." with some concern

Live or die
Apples fall from trees, they rot
Spring season reminds us things, we slept
Winter, that once was a warm shelter now shivers and wilts

Love is a rhyme of its own
But, I want you to write the next line

I remember
The day when we became
"friends"
Now we are enemies

When painting one does not think
When writing one does not imagine
Of how imprisoned their souls can be
When we imagine of vast scapes
Of Seas
We realize there are only a few
Fish in the sea
Meant for us to catch
That's a catch to life
I'd love to say I have a catchphrase
For every time I stumble on my obstacles
Then I remember it was deja vu
That I came to find my mistakes
Like thousand splendid suns
Nurturing a million flowers
For the billion bees in synergy

Here and there
There and here
I wish you'd keep coming here

Like we use trees
For paper
A king is for his people
Patient in affliction
Faithful with gratitude
Seraphim in his affection

One person
Tells me
It is in your heart
To find grace
Another one
Tells me
It is in your mind
To hide that face

That is when I look
To my conscience
Telling me right from right
As you can never tell
When you are denying
Everyone your best
Heaven will come to you
If you fall in line with Hell

Existence is the center
The present is the deep ocean
Where you may lose
Where you may win
It is in all of us
To be the worst
Yet, we choose our purest self
Right or wrong

I know I cannot trust the first
Be still my heart
As I do the necessary
The choice of yours
Gives my soul a voice
So, please do not do wrong
As I shan't choose to be right

It is my compassion
That stretches the imagination
If the love can grow
I will let it flower

Motions of course and change
Oceans through night and mighty gales
Sundance in the shade and pages of blue brocades
Alas! When time comes all the world shall be my world!
And you my manly page will fold your deck
Until we find light in dark
There will be only one boy in the stable
At least you'll be my final eternal reflection
I'll be the river of Stygian dreams where sorrow saddens
Where you seek destiny and lies
Ancient ruins still reside ruinous and timeless
Where a traveller once wandered the gardens
The borders of prosecutors and senators fully equipped
Grapes squashed by squalls, till the boy turns squalid
Can one take such agony in the mooned drapes
I gaze at her, almost mooning
I'll show you her futile dream of being boyish still
All the world's a world and the stage is set for the staged play
I'll show you soon, my love is better
******* is like playing except
It needs a stage and a spectacular performance

I have seven lives
I have seven days
How many of them will I use

An invocation
Is harrowing inside
In polyamory posing as the other

Better to condemn sinners
From Hell
Than to discern
From Heaven

Can't change the world with
The wee troubles
Slow-out for a hundred candles
Love the moves, out the waxen moves
Play the moves, body stop in my hailing moon
Can't change the time, don't rock

Movin' down the line, talk 'bout twinklin' rocks
Maybe it's mine, troubled over waters o'er your eyes

Two times, for your two-timer looking for mo'
One love, love the groove
Can't change the city, livin' in with my soldier
Far away from here, Saigon mindful
Soulless soldiers looking for cashing in their guns
I am looking for peace, I'm surrounded by silent pacifists

I dim the lights of rooms with guarantee
A mirror appearing false I see myself
Old and an antediluvian me
Flattened I traveled on
Desolate, dead I on the desperate shore
Only showing a fragment of what I lived

A poem
Reads brilliantly
Every time
When a prose
There's rhyme
And reason
To rise
At every lingering
thought
Of every line
It's a Biblical litany
Poetry is a science
For bringing
vivacious lovers
through all kinds of times
Away from their doubting minds
For eternity

Reading the quarters
I get a vivacious vibe that Om
This is happening
There is spiritual in this careful world.
Only with the lethal caution
Die
Too direct
Listen to music
Harmless people
Think of warm sunny winters
and calm perfect sun and lemonade
With your dear friend stuck in the classroom smoking a classy disparate subject
WIth a lack of stream of achievement
Keppler looks like an unapproachable subject
With the right direction up
Up
You can get down with the right people
Deeply in touch with you
Is she
lose her one day
She dies
With the flower

Let's bring real poets back
Wait I'm no scientist
But in poetry
That means something
With the right lyrics
You can find the hidden meaning
It's rearranged as
"Bring back poets"
In history
"Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit"
But you just realized the beauty
Of her
In all those poems
You attracted her attention
Which memory?
No, memories
Because she loves you that's
Why
I hope to find someone
The "same" as that someone
Might be you

I can't sit
With you
On my mind

Wars breeze through
And times
and cannonballs fly
Whilst peace time
Weighs down the attitudes of men
Without latitude
For the forgiven
Whilst they stay alive

Sun's on the rise
School buses fly
Through placid glass
A mercurial teenager
Peeks through windows

But our sun trails him
Like God guiding your
Feet in the quicksand
To guide through the horizon
You learn to understand

Why are your eyes full of
T
E
  A
    R
      S
When your heart is as cold as
ice

The reason I listen
Is because of the same song
Reminding me of fragments of you

I found my love
In cinemas and money
But after life became lifeless
I found my love
In trees and flowers
In the end money grew up on trees
My rubber soles couldn't get me up there

I walk through the airport exit
All of my bags are in place
So I pick them up hastily

The flight had all the sandwiches
Champagne, I could ask for in first class
Maybe, a cosy hotel reservation now

Maybe, I flew around the world
To know I missed you and your flowers
Or to get rid of the **** weeds growing in my garden all this time

Trust involves the selection
Of selfless service, the trust doesn’t
Give back, but, the words do
Except they are shallow as the lack of good feelings
Needed to touch many
Shading on the mandatory need of money
Not knowing the language and speaking the streets
The crime is on the mouth of everyon blessing the violence
We could get back to the crying dove that passes natural selection
Doing unusually well in ushering in a new world
That fills me with purpose and sets my gaze on graceful waves
Like whips stuck to a chain of wounds

I am afraid of words, because when
They are written in perfect harmony
They can create anarchy and chaos
Like when they say blue is the warmest color
Reality comes in different shapes and six sides
Starry lights on meritorious skies, iridescent smiles
Winking faces in the twilight zone in hand-counted time

He asked if I wanted
A flower
I said, grow a pair of forget-me-nots

Foaming skies
With thunderstorm
Keeping the water in the warm
Like the tresses of tearing souls
Keel with my tightness of my
Home, I guess I'm crushed
Yeah, I have some money
But I'm broke
And the government
And wagers
wades through the sea
Where?
Throw your duties
And responsibilities
Like a key at the bottom of the sea
Senile decay keeps the trees from growing
Money
Pollution is  ashore
Explain my exploration
Money ,you, brought me
Here to wants
But you taught me to need
You bought the needy
with the paper currency
Of the rich economy
Seems like paper is poetry

We always bother
Another with our problems
Leaving them would be the best
If we could hide our sadness
As well as our secrets on our chest
We would be better

The coffee is served
With some newspaper that reads like a fly
Makes the news spread

Take me home
Keep me from the
Moon
As it lays on it's *******
Amidst the stars and the mist
Covering
The Crescent smile
Hazy and fuzzy

Moonlight on the water
Sun on the fish
The shadow is on the mountain
We will never come together
Until the break of day
When the moon lingers in the sky
Way past its time

The whales
Flow under
The underbelly
Just caring for the
Sun and their
Air of peace

These people meet so effortlessly
When will I make contact
With somebody
The universe sends signs
I am the only one it denies
Now I have an opportunity
To bring my ideas to light
How will I leave the dark
I need a place in this city

Caught in a circle of despair
I'm unafraid of the waves
As the tides of the ocean creep up
Upon the horizon, there's a sun flickering

I want to feel the water drown me inside and out
If you'll see for a little longer
The weight gets heavier
That's tied around my ankles, filling the lungs

I'll be submerged in the vast expanse of time
So close to slipping into the night's tides, I am
Not to be found the next morning, sleeping with the fishes
You'll know that I had the time of life, exploring the ships

The waves with its shapely fingers called out
So that I swam a little more to feel alive
Even though the heart is heavy with sadness
My legs can't help but kick, out of breath

Out of breath
I waited for the storm
And its powerful onslaught of water
To bring me to a whimpering end

The truth set in stone
Unhinged souls
Of a metal brother, often subject to sacrifice
I guess you believe in fate
But, some scientists in us look for the way of the physical world
Balancing on logical statements

I had a feeling
We should be together
You're curious
But I cannot show my face
I am stranger here too

It has been 3 years
Since we've been as poor
As the rich and greedy
In this place too
I keep your dreams safe

We are astronauts
Who will make it to space
If Earth becomes empty
Or I can't touch your skin
Anymore

Men covered in cardboards
Cars that have fog lights
Burning most of the fuel
Left for the world
May be how we share disease

Before your feet turn cold
We can make love
As long as we don't cough
And grow old together
Or have a Corona during sobriety

The times
I told
You
How I wanted to
Leave my home
For the better
Surroundings of the
Sound of
African horns
And drums
Harmony
Came with
The envisioning
Skins
Darkened
Under the sun
Played by the different
Men invisible
By the sun
War belonged to the Londoneers
Racism shone in their stones

The skies are blue
The grass is green
I am sure you think like this about the air
Too, in your dreams

Or when you hear the birds
Chirp on a lonely branch
Only one thought remains
To be with them in the essence

Of every second
There is a cadence of the heart
In every that bird sings
That is what is pure art

When the fire dances
As the water sings
You cannot follow your chances
Just fiddle with your hair as if it is a dream

Looking outside for clouds
The sky tells me, we won't be rowing
I see the dead who ask me riddles
'Three times a sailor in the wind
Frees his sails on the fourth wind
Will he ever find land?'
All I could think of was
How far I had gone
Never knowing I was born
Now I was compelled by fear
Or God, who told me
Peace comes to those who wait
Not the opportunists cut night and day
To find their way
Worrying they are too late