Cardinal
Oh, Cardinal
You great scarlet bird.

You hop along my porch rail
But you don't say a word.

Defiant
So Defiant
Of nature's camouflage.

There is no way to hide
Your bright red entourage.

Orange
Bright Orange.
Your sharp pointy beak.

Gathers the worms and the seeds
All the meals that you seek.

Feed
Feed her.
This mate that you court.

Such a noble young man
You dance and cavort.

Sing
Sing sweet
You and your friends

I'll love your songs every morning
'Til winter comes 'round again.

Babies
Your babies
I'll meet them come next year.

When in the Fall, they'll alight on my porch
And bring my morning's cheer.

Cardinal
Oh, Cardinal
I'm so glad you're here, you see.

I knew your parents and now you have come
Singing just for me.

Oh, to see without my eyes
The first time that you kissed me
Boundless by the time I cried
I built your walls around me
White noise, what an awful sound
Fumbling by Rogue River
Feel my feet above the ground
Hand of God, deliver me

Oh, oh whoa whoa is me
The first time that you touched me
Oh, will wonders ever cease?
Blessed be the mystery of love

Lord, I no longer believe
Drowned in living waters
Cursed by the love that I received
From my brother's daughter
Like Hephaestion, who died
Alexander's lover
Now my riverbed has dried
Shall I find no other?

Oh, oh whoa whoa is me
I'm running like a plover
Now I'm prone to misery
The birthmark on your shoulder reminds me

How much sorrow can I take?
Blackbird on my shoulder
And what difference does it make
When this love is over?
Shall I sleep within your bed
River of unhappiness
Hold your hands upon my head
Till I breathe my last breath

Oh, oh whoa whoa is me
The last time that you touched me
Oh, will wonders ever cease?
Blessed be the mystery of love

I’ve been seeping constellations for you-
For you to see the colors within me
But i can see the milky way on my bathroom sink
And I’m bleeding all over the broken bottles you left last saturday
And on the empty pill bottles I was prescribed to forget you

When you kissed me last you told me I tasted like a stranger
Even though I’ve showed you every galaxy I hide inside me
All my stars and the spaces in between them
You used to tell me you could see the sky in my eyes
But last time I heard you haven’t checked the weather in months

The stars are sleeping in my veins now,
I started saving them from my bedroom floor
But i can still feel you on my fingertips
I still think of you every time I look at the sky

I’ve been kissing strangers to forget the taste of your lips
But i feel you in the back of my throat every time I smile
I feel you in my voice when someone asks me about my plans for the future
Because my entire life I was told one day I will find my better half
And you always told me you were mine
But who are you to tell me I need someone else to feel whole?

So tired I have grown, of building castles
only to have them overrun by cresting waves.
So tired I have grown, of tasting water on my tongue
but spitting, complaining of its salty burn.
So today I take a dive,
for I've grown sick of the shoreline and
smelling life's salty scent only upon the wind.

So today I took a dive,
head first into that salty steep
and was pulled here by current arms
and pushed deeper by ocean nymph charms.

My body flung about,
counter currents tossing me in circles,
eyes itching red with not a second to blink
and my nostrils jammed full
of the salt that hinted my senses before.

On the brink of drowning,
vision fading from blue to black,
I am pushed to a surface
far from the shoreline from before.
A gasp for air and the seagulls call
beams of sunlight carefully fall
onto the white crests of traveling waves,
and upon my blinking eyes.
Here, on the bobbing wakes of erasing waves,
I begin my ocean days.  

I had become so tired of my earthly ways,
so tired of hating the cleansing dawns
hiding behind the ebbing tides.
So today I took a dive
and began my floating ocean days.

Ma guiterre, je te chante,
Par qui seule je deçoy,
Je deçoy, je romps, j'enchante
Les amours que je reçoy.

Nulle chose, tant soit douce,
Ne te sçauroit esgaler,
Toi qui mes ennuis repousse
Si tost qu'ils t'oyent parler.

Au son de ton harmonie
Je refreschy ma chaleur ;
Ardante en flamme infinie,
Naissant d'infini malheur.

Plus chèrement je te garde
Que je ne garde mes yeux,
Et ton fust que je regarde
Peint dessus en mille lieux,

Où le nom de ma déesse
En maint amoureux lien,
En mains laz d'amour se laisse,
Joindre en chiffre avec le mien ;

Où le beau Phebus, qui baigne
Dans le Loir son poil doré,
Du luth aux Muses enseigne
Dont elles m'ont honoré,

Son laurier preste l'oreille,
Si qu'au premier vent qui vient,
De reciter s'apareille
Ce que par cœur il retient.

Icy les forests compagnes
Orphée attire, et les vents,
Et les voisines campagnes,
Ombrage de bois suivants.

Là est Ide la branchue,
Où l'oiseau de Jupiter
Dedans sa griffe crochue
Vient Ganymede empieter,

Ganymede délectable,
Chasserot délicieux,
Qui ores sert à la table
D'un bel échanson aux Dieux.

Ses chiens après l'aigle aboient,
Et ses gouverneurs aussi,
En vain étonnez, le voient
Par l'air emporter ainsi.

Tu es des dames pensives
L'instrument approprié,
Et des jeunesses lascives
Pour les amours dédié.

Les amours, c'est ton office,
Non pas les assaus cruels,
Mais le joyeux exercice
De souspirs continuels.

Encore qu'au temps d'Horace
Les armes de tous costez
Sonnassent par la menace
Des Cantabres indomtez,

Et que le Romain empire
Foullé des Parthes fust tant,
Si n'a-il point à sa lyre
Bellonne accordé pourtant,

Mais bien Venus la riante,
Ou son fils plein de rigueur,
Ou bien Lalagé fuyante
Davant avecques son cœur.

Quand sur toy je chanteroye
D'Hector les combas divers,
Et ce qui fut fait à Troye
Par les Grecs en dix hyvers,

Cela ne peut satisfaire
A l'amour qui tant me mord :
Que peut Hector pour moy faire ?
Que peut Ajax, qui est mort ?

Mieux vaut donc de ma maistresse
Chanter les beautez, afin
Qu'à la douleur qui me presse
Daigne mettre heureuse fin ;

Ces yeux autour desquels semble
Qu'amour vole, ou que dedans
II se cache, ou qu'il assemble
Cent traits pour les regardants.

Chantons donc sa chevelure,
De laquelle Amour vainqueur
Noua mille rets à l'heure
Qu'il m'encordela le cœur,

Et son sein, rose naïve,
Qui va et vient tout ainsi
Que font deux flots à leur rive
Poussez d'un vent adoucy.

that evening,
                you conquered me completely,
                            
                 so perfectly,
                I wished this is all I want
              
               and all I did,
               what I desired for so long,
            
              held you
              against the wall of my shabby room.

              As I came closer,
              I could taste your breath

                           the freshest breeze,
                           I have ever inhaled
                                
                        ­    I caught the whiff,
                            wished never ever to breathe out
                  
                   and baby
                  the moment was blessed.

I tenderly ran my hand
                             up your curvacious waist

you melted so sensually,
                 the gods would fail to stop for a rest.

                         the more I leaned forward,
                        blankness ran through.

         Just when the time
         was utterly divine

                                 you did something
                                my heart leaped strides


                          the way you closed your eyes,
                                   I had an epiphany
                    I could sense how much you believed
                          in the promises we made.

                         the luscious lips of yours
                    brushing against my dry ones


and with every second passing,
I felt a jolt inside me
filling my heart with
the juices of your love.

                                                 I had no clue
                                                       when you unbuttoned my shirt
                                                         and you took that pause
                                                                ­    to get even closer.

I embraced you so tightly,
kissing the right of your neck,
you let out a gasp
buried your face in my chest,
all I could think was
if time would rest.

                              I held you harshly
                        by the scruff of your neck
                                                            ­    and you dug your nail
                                                                ­       deep into my back,

all of these fueled the fire, my love
I lost the track of life
like it never existed without you.

As our unclad flesh
rubbed against one another,
and the rhythm of our breath
found a hard time to sync,

                               our heartbeats were inaudible
                             taking the break they YEARNED.

I held your both hands into one
and raised them high,
for they felt like obstruction,
a medium to unite
and I sought no mediator
to aid the passion of ours,
                                                   for I have contemplated your
                                                                ­ face for long enough,
                               they radiate with the most
                                       pious flames of desire,
and that is the same thing I
am greedy for the time being.

the evening I live for, the night I live by
coming back home to you as soon as I can
for the moment I see you, to hold you so fast
not a fraction of a second gets spilled
that I regret my time till it lasts.

Last October, I deleted my FB account
just to satisfy my curiosity
how my days will be without it.
will I be tagged a Cave-man
or called the anti-social guy
or some pretentious snob
who wants to stand out in the crowd...

The first couple of weeks were tough
and I craved for that juicy stuff
and every time I opened my browser
my fingers would press "F" FIRST

In the first week of November
I wrote my first poem
not because I was feeling like a poet
but I had to channelize my focus
away from the topics, my friends discussed
all the memes that were flooding
the Viral videos that made them laugh a lot

On one cold night, when
I think the moon was bright
or maybe I was too high on ***
I googled "Start a poet's blog"
and I came across "Hello Poetry"
I am sure my stars were too high on luck

Before I published my first one
I read more than hundreds of them
Some poured them arranged
some had a celestial range
a few "songs for their lover"
some stories of "How it got over"
Many of these brilliant minds
have derived out a way
to tackle depression
and suicidal cravings
through rhymes and words
I felt this is one of the best
support group in the world.

The best of all, I was overwhelmed with joy
when I ran through the comments
and I discover this blessed group of people
who actually  cared about your plight
they shared their own stories
and assure you with sublime affection
that "you are not alone going through this"

This is more than just a poetry blog
It is a whole new universe
where the thoughts are profound
and your feelings really count
no matter how filthy it is
when you write them here,
It takes the form of fertile ground.

And this is home for some of us
who find the world too distorted
but cannot let their "waves" go free
for they fear for the judgment
and the social decree
or the worst of them all
fear to be transported to some
asylum for behaving like a "Lunatic"

Till time takes a turn
and normal is "the real truth" again
I will make this place my nest
and let all my chaotic vibrations
get settled and be ready to harvest.....