You despise your children?
You follow your breed?
Or greed?
Or just follow the route meant
For the pavements where sleepy souls
Crave for dreams
With impoverished aspirations
Need comes awake
When the sun brings the change
in a small can of tuna
Fished out of the sea
Now out of God's street
Foiled up the coin
In toil
Filled up currently
Maybe more half empty than half full
Placed inbetween
A elementary economy
With a freedom-fighter's face
Named Mahatma Gandhi

A sheep herd burned in the road, monotonous sibilant calls
House in the dirt, coal eyes felt no pain with the fire of inner visions
He shrieked in descending flames, yelling in his religious abode
Crowned boldly without reprieve for his drunken soul
God, why have you forsaken me
Ad lama sabachtani crying on Everest megalithic of lithe souls burning
Have you got a moment to hear a match-lit forlorn rag, these words burn me in my throat
In the form of quasi-knowledge, I can still hear the shrieks of madness
Moloch, Moloch, Moloch and neon traffic lights shine across the square
I'm at the crossroads of my winding life searching for truth
Speaking about conformism while understanding the crushing penury
Leek, green grass, that's all these sheep can eat
The foggy scene killing my joy frescoed in her mind without wheatish flax seed
There were no seeds to sow, the land was fertile and we could sit for another folly time in this sold-out show
Watch the thunder die with the snow as the student takes Thunderdome

They sent a man
On the moon
During quarantine
He never came down
Breakdown?
Breakthrough.

The sullied summer
The toil
Bring the ringing dead doorbell
Of bleeding angels like Lucifer
In Paradise Lost
Reigning in Hell, and lost in purgatory
Watching nowhere, however, down on me
Looking down on me, I mean
I mean, you ever have that feeling that you are walking in discomfit
That the perfect word that comes to you is in someone else's welcoming words
That's why we abuse like intellectuals, deprived of any wishful thinking

The motel shines on the
Name it holds
For a passer-by who roams

Got a job
Started a club
Didn't wanna fight

Do not disturb me
I get angry
When I feel lonely

Oh babe
You're making me sad
Cuddling right next to me
Your chin tucked in my hand

Oh babe
It's going crazy y'know
The love that we shared
It's meant for centuries

You're my...
Mine
All mine

My kind of loner

Alone
But with someone
Alone

I was in loneliness
Like a fish swimming in an ocean
Only looking for other fish in a solitary ocean
To me everyone is different
When they are together
In the rounds of this blue world
Where the tint of the sky
Callously hangs over the cloud
You can touch the firmament of the diamond sky
As long as you can hold your ground
In your lonely air

The black lights
Of the night
In cream colored
Of black white
Monochrome
Of a lost life
The streetlights
Seem more morose
Than the lamps
Accompanying the front
Of cars and bikes
In the opposite lane
Keeping their lights
In the high line
The lowlands
remind me of the
The lopsided
looks
Of the passer-bys
Coming
To look at us
Lonely souls

I can't judge myself from the free will that lies and tells us the truth
To make you feel nice if you look hard enough into the mirror
Like a desert rose, make you think twice about the hamlets in tin cans
Can we look behind and keep our heads on the prize?

The derision of the derided of the dedicated to the storm
The fire and the ice and the love and the rights and people of the demise of the dear and the redeemable
Medication and rumination sounds rather medical can you take through the bridge and preamble
Without the rhyme and pressing matters of the youthful climb
This is just a success ladder and a rare woman
Lugging a leather bag, pursed lips ready for sudden panging hunger
Like a feather fad endemic and indolent in nature, the droll *******
You telling me I'm alacrity and criminal in the numinous nimble loss for words, the fake feeling
Bewwushteinshlage tell me I'm not rising with the tide, the dyer maker
Hot dripping and filling and dryer head full of hairy dreams
The seeds and searching for the demise of the promising song
And the fresh feed of afraid and fearful peaceful people in this clouded age and premise obsessed by flippant speech
Of hungry people acting so foolishly and speaking through their teeth for the representatives of the burning heart of education
Good glaciers are this a revelation and puerile pride and repeat the same behavior if it's so lyrical
Can I tell my sorrows, and the thorough and boughs rescinding of the glances
Advancements come and go, the gut feeling is good to row
The feeling of building and the bullish ****** find of joking kindred spirits
Drilling pleasantries into ole' midterm me losing my feet and losing my need for finishing school
From the rise of the morning, the time is frolicking and not easy
Someone's running from the hopeful and the ****** and the futon for the shrink's naysay
Daydream and rolling dear ad veritas in this vine of dwindling nations, just a glass domino
Words falling like a little limerick and it hurts just distress others
Taking sister act and the distance doesn't matter to someone obsequious and robed
We are stunned by your logic and your jokes, but, you need to shut the **** up
Finally, awaken the human up and stare at the cellar and have a drink
Before the new fire sails through your life instead of the old flame you remember

Music is the soul
You can hear it in the rubber sneakers
The fogginess of this song
Finished by the word of you

You think you made me
The fact is
You have no power over my dream
I dream discipline
You sell religion
I dream vegetables
You dream of no beef and sell chicken
I dream today I will survive
You dream of riches tomorrow
I dream of hugging her
You dream of kissing the grim reaper
I dream of unchaining the heart
You already have the thrown the key
To dream once more
If we die as cowards, we will be never be remembered
Like a dream forgotten after poor sleep
At least I lose sleep over my future

If you are traveling
Along the spraying waters
On the shore
You will remember the heavy rain
Fall on the ground
As the city blossoms with life
The rain freezes over
As summer ends
When winter springs out
Like a deer near a stream
Looking for Siberia
Escaping the wild tigers and foxes
Among the streets of wolves
Found and lost just as easily
When the cold ice lasts years
The bears never wake up from a slumber
Thus, dust to dust
Ashes fall down like snow
You cannot stop this blizzard from bringing bitter cold
Someday, looking for Siberia
The heart finds warmth
And makes it out of this desert
Into your arms offering wine and soup
My mind reminisces those distant cities and silent shores
Soon I will reflect on these little things
When I escape, looking for a soul in Siberia

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

We went under the moonlight
Life as you remember when there was no gloom
Was where I found it under the bridge
Love was a moonlit evening where we garnered attention
They don't have them on any of those Scandinavian countries
Looks like we were lucky to have other swinging lovers

Banished from watching Arabian Nights
On a lonesome desert stretch where the meandering highway met
The horizon and that crescent moon looked splendid
Tersely, lay spread like a hammock

Savannah are you listening
Yes you hurt me
I was once a deer no more
I was lost in the wild
But now found in the jaws
Of the predator that
Caught me for appetite
To rob me of my doe
Into a hunting pride
Hopeful that my offspring
Learns the ways of winning
Against sore losers
Dreaming and sleeping
In the blazing sun
Since they predate
The ways of the world
Where the wildebeest run
And the antelopes
The same as me
They develop
And migrate from zone to zone
Passing by rivers
Sipping the clear
Sliver of zeal
Zest of life
I found trust in my pride
Because I survived

When I sleep
My thoughts lie awake, and he hasn't said anything yet
Telling me to breathe, or stop dreaming

I'm losing my reason
The thoughts are alive like wilting flowers
The dullest seasons are the brightest when the time waits for tides

I never thought about it
He didn't know what it was up to
Before, until now
I light my own ways and close my own doors

We are like open books
Staid and impulsive at the same time
If the shadows of people were pages
Their leers are open books

I wish I could take a page from your defenseless heart
Then I'd have caught a falling star from infinity
Indemnified by eternity and I wouldn't think twice
I doubt that confidence is the means to an end
Or the self-determination is the way to begin this art
Start from the beginning, and try to sleep with a mosquito
And change your sleepless nights, into claps for exchanged for slaps
Stop dreaming, start living
Or we can least breathe, you know if butterflies flutter

We couldn't help looking up the skirts and skirmishes
Although, the thoughts were kept aside with integrity
The drinks were at the side of typewriters, like hanging women
Blowing some soul into blazing thoughts with some dignity
That would have burned themselves on free streets ransacked by religion

When I see a butterfly
If I see a distant sunrise
I will see you in the next life
As cats who have nine lives
If the lives are pointless
Nevertheless, I will wait for you
At the end of the world
As I see the tide rise
The city will still have it's fairs
A country will submerge
But, I will never promise to leave you
And the tide will reverse
The sun will open up the skies
And clouds will drift away from the rainy ones
And heaven will be a rainy walk
Or maybe I just dare to justify my innocence

Is like having mushrooms
Instead of eating them
You get high
Going all the way in the bedroom

A tower
Rings a bell
Must be a guitar

Lovely seeing around
Today for me
Pure innocence
Blaming the ways
The way we parted ways
Like a lake
Flowing by it's reflecting man
With shallow understanding
Similarities stay

Let me take you to a world
A world without words
Where the fish daydream of sunlight
And have nightmares too

It is here where we find love and the lonely touch
Being so far yet so close
Lost in the embrace of the past
That lets us go every day into the welcoming arms

Of the future, away from hunger

I'm definitely going blind
I read the news and hear of pride
I'm proud of our undignified children
Placed in trenches, digging ditches
For the lost children

He calls us to hear the daily radio
The rest of the stories can be heard
In inscribed halls present in the colorful doors
Term ends, and a new semester begins
For the lost children

I'm definitely going blind
But, this might be the state of mind
In an educating time of hippie culture unabashed bashing each other on the whiteboards
Graffiti writes itself gracefully, subways travel like suitcases
These people don't belong here
For the lost children will never be lost again

The role of an artist is not to look away
I see people and their nature change, but, they're all the same
Man is a genius when he is dreaming of shelter from the rain
Some of these men have ambition, as well as intelligence
That gives them wings, and I cannot afford to hate anyone
As long they don't avert their eyes in silent judgment
We are what we do, then, by that logic excellence is something of a habit
But, what we wetlanders must do, is never hide the inner moonlight
Because that's where madness pops in blue limelight of ****** footprints
Snowy mountains and black white reels of cinematography pile up into digital from analogical death
Rebirth in the Phoenician death of epistemological numinous ashes
Spirited away by the talent of many, and ambition of too few

Cunting stars
Making moves
Trust me not
Counting the words
Lost in the fault

Abstention nor rejection, the distinction of her heart
Soul or soulless, my flight shall take me wherever
Flesh or fleshless, my heart will know fervor
As I finally leave a broken heart and ride in the galloping oceans, I shall wait
In the jet black night my body aches in pain and rejecting-oblivion

We never came here, our love was too unkind
Two people in love, the extras an escape
Our love became empty, shapeless, and blind
My lungs blackened by the poisonous heartbreak

Wondering where the streets
Walk through the night
Lost on a freeway
I hope the journey is right
I think this must be a lane along a sign
Hidden by the starlight and rain
Volleying my car through the road
I can't sleep with being uncertain
The cold moon is lost in translation
That shade of paleness touches me too
As I wander under the stellar sky
Three times, I text you,"I don't know.'
There won't be a fourth one
Since, your heart is printed in my heart
Like today being the backdrop for tomorrow's anticipation
My feet hardly leave your doorstep
My mind turns and turrets
Lost in translation
I wonder what splits the night
Into dreams and nightmares
Is it being lost in translation?
...love is a daydream I sleep on

So the music makes me speak
So the seldom spoken
Listens to you
Like wind storms meditating on onset of depression
Gloomy like specious doubt of better times, and the days change
Like that trembling hand that cuts the cake every birthday and every marriage
These are all numbers that can lose meaning after a while

Can you call me perfect
If you don't love my imperfections

I wonder
If I can get lost
In poetry
Then, I find myself
Everyday
A little more clearer
Than the last day
Like a lost poem

I feel like I'm using you
Using roses for the rest
Adapting to the amok
Beautiful is the sea in stormy rain
Don't call my name, don't break my poem
Into one, finding devils on the crossroads too
Riders on the twelfth note of the funeral rite
Femme fatale fetching pale looks, blue eyes read the red headlines
Finding they hath get older than angels of desperados, despair shadows rising on the mojo, searching looks in red herrings

You're hovering
And you think poetry sets you
It is just a car that drives by you like really quick
You're left with your hands in your pocket and watching
Chasing away the smoke and you might remember your progress
Thoughts are hinging on trees
Like the leaves that spar with the breeze oh so quick
You're left with your hands in your pocket and watching
Changing with the times and you might get caught up with your
The wind which everyone has ignored, yes, your destiny
The words that leave this exchange, are your own ideas
Winding clocks close to that effect of time
Trembling fears and the loathing can catch up pretty fast
Like someone chasing the sunny skies, and dandelions are a mirror
Livening, and the frosty snowflakes of your memories melt
With the pouring sunshine, make you feel like your soul isn't ice
But, there is a fire in some of us that, that makes me believe that there are many like us
Out there
Probably
Here where I live, maybe, I might take my chances, catch you soon my friends

I did not know her sadness
I cried and wailed, slightly amiss
Like a man in bad company who is blind
Now my heart looks for an escape

I got lost at the starlight
Wandering through the stars and the preaching crowd
Lost in the light

To remember
What can't come back
Like a anecdote
Which you have forgotten
As the ending escapes you
Love goes away
And so does time and tirade
My lady who rages
The dust that carries us
As our memory
Searches the vacant spaces
Of the soul

Your wings tell me
That you're an albatross in the sky
It's your profound pain
That tells me you're death's kiss

It's my past and heartbreaks
That tells me we're right back to love
But, the mistakes repeat again
Whispers echo in my soul and memories drain me


But, where are we going?
Something else tells me I'll find myself
But, not today
Today I like being lost in your arms

Every secret admirer
Every conquest is written
Is written avidly in your soul, and highly doubtful

Do you want to bloom on the mud?
Or have it easier on the ocean?
You will regret being on the surface
You can grow with me in marshes

I'll let you stay with me
He just wants to keep you
He'll touch you when he wants
I'll catch you when you fall

I know the guy, he'll never take you back
I can never let you leave, that's what I lack

Thin romance
Lost in your dreams

                                                         ­       Sips from the murmur
                                                          ­      Age like these daydreams

I know there is
An answer
To every prayer

You've done this before
You've stole my heart and
Stolen my words, and left 3 words

Praying
For time
For a timeless
Existence
I'm unable to carry my sins
To the next life
It doesn't make sense
I've forgotten my innocence
But my priest helps confess
He even laughs
Drinking wine
Understanding greed
Through loaves of bread
That's a person I'll follow
For life's steed
I'm infected by the seed
I can't
germinate
I can't ruminate
In this lost land
God's many plenary plans

If you're in pain
You're hurt
Not by stumbling onto love, but by skipping happiness
Take a leap of faith on, to the bridge of life
And you'll know life could better with a little love
Trusting people is that leap of faith
That is the power of knowledge, and what it offers
If I'm wrong, I don't want to be right
No one can be certain of the brilliance of law of cause and effect
Dedication, determination, the diligence that's the way of life and eradicating evil strife

I felt uninspired
By your charm
Inspired by your love

When you spoke to me
My heart fluttered
And birds sang
Butterflies flew in my stomach
Physics took a toss for the best

No more tears for the virulent girls
No more fears for the deplorable men
Only farewells for the women
And goodbyes is meant for the boys

Destiny has taken a turn tonight
Our paths will cross sometime
My parents told me to look for love
All I do is learn through tropes

The sky is as blue as your eyes
Your ruby red lips are found in the recess of the skies
Your soul is golden as the fleece of the sun
Your cheeks clench in stony silence now

I'm glad you are with me
How long will this last
Heaven knows, but hell awaits
So I am told