They make their way through the crowd.

Beneath the sky amber in the last sun
the retrieved spark steers their feet
to explore the gorgeously festive town
smelling of discovery at every turn
of people and shops and sellers
and food tempting to be tasted
women too lovely not to be noticed
houses illuminated like light is free
flying as in a dream long in the coming
but arrived too glorious for any regret.

The younger when a few paces ahead
stops so the other could catch up
always remembering the six years
matter much in the count of speed.

The sky above grows older and paler
but their blistered feet feel no pain
from the four hours of rewinding years
glistening as night dew in their eyes.

the last time he went out of
his mind he liked it
so much there
that he never came back

not even after the
alcohol left
his blood

he keeps writing to this day

addresses women with 'sweangel'
a combination of sweet
and angel, I guess

but never spends more
than a matter of weeks
with any of them

some take pity on him
and some morbid curiosity

but no one loves him
truly
only his insanity

She got her God at last.

Bathed and in white saree
she offers him his choicest food
burns his favorite incense
sits with him to converse
about the day and events
argues to make her point
smiles at his complaint
of less salt or more sugar
cries at his question
if she misses him
as much as he misses her
and the two reach out to each other
more than all the years
of seeking the fulcrum
to balance the bond.

Go into town, call every Tom, Harry, and Nick
tell them to wear green and come out quick
today is saint Patrick's day
no chasing leprechaun today.
Only drowning shamrock in beer like we'e freak

Life's just a dream
    Have you ever wondered
    Have you ever pondered
    How to live this wonder
    Within its border
Live your dream
    On the inside first
    Unclad every cloak of fear
    With the switch of
     determination & freedom
The life of your dreams
    Would surely reflect out brightly

Through your dreams
Live your life
Live your dreams

A simple quote
For a healthy simple life
I wrote
Tis A dream
A life

©LovelynEyo2019

the screen
the keyboard
the small room
the closed door
locked door
closed window
blinders keeping
the sun away
a chair
an empty stomach
protesting against
tequila
more tequila

ready

you can write now

Do you know where we are from?
Do you know where we've been?
Do you know where you've set foot?
Do you hear the wind?

Suffocating to breathe
Living with need

Do you believe in something more?
Do you know what we have in store?
Do you trust what you have been given?
Do what you must,
bleed and you are forgiven
Driven into a frenzy of loathing of hate
Brittle bones turn to ash
We are the red moon
We are opposites destined to clash