You grated my heart
and, walked away
with a broken one
I have to breath
this forsaken dream
or is it, a way of it?
no one cares
no one walks
into my rainy nights!
it seems
The tears falling off your eyes
Fashioned the wine in my tavern
I burnt down the tavern
to see the stars in your eyes
yet, you rived my dream
and walked away
tired!
Now, who is going to leave
flowers on my grave
but myself

10/18/2018

1+1+1=-2

The orange oracle
on the white mountain's pinnacle
burning cross on his hand
yet another Holocaust
children of Isaac, stay woke
children of Ishmael, stay woke
hey, orange man
I am: a Jewish Muslim
hey orange man
I am: a Muslim Jew

01/31/2017

Thy savory voice
fills broken hearts
whilst thine eyes mirror
the shimmering stars

thy hair weaves
the wavy tidal seas
whence the waxing moon
hints thy lips

How do I long
for thine courtship
trickery and intrigues
on this wandering, forsaken ship

12/13/2016

I remember
this December
when we walked on the Moon
and the Mars, will be soon

yet, my neighbor’s kids
still hungry
living off the grid
wishing a bowl soup of peas

every morning, as the noon
nothing to eat, empty spoon
every month, like the June
dead dreams with the wand and the rune

12/09/2016

I need a box
not to collect rocks
but, to sum my life
end’s closing, it gawks

08/12/2016

A person leans from two
Either a teacher, or time
the former teaches with love
the latter, harshly
one with self essence
the other with yours

08/01/2016

In the valley of penumbras
at the round table
black knights cheering
at the right hand of gods
Lucifer in between
dancing melancholically

07/29/2016

As the rays of darkness fall
the chanting spirit will howl
street’s empty, the lights are out
thus, the cracked wall shall crawl

07/29/2016

Red, White, and Blue
covers all, not few
united we stand
black, white, also Sioux

07/24/2016

Think first, act after
daunting one’s plight
Black lives matter
so does the white

this horrendous game
that has no shame
played by one lame
who’s hard to tame

the man gains billion
blames the one with none
jester for presidency, will he run
ready to rumble, the fight is on

need not to be fed
a garbage, that’s canned
Sarah, Malcolm, Jose, Ned
draw a line in the sand

07/17/2016

Daughters, sons of Adam and Eve
you’re intelligent being who believe
in peace, harmonious profound love
and this fabric of existence, you weave

There is one race
on the face of Earth
dubbed human race
in a regional dearth
two eyes, a nose, one face
or Buddha like in girth

why do some hate
though not in their genes
organs, hormones, or gait
the color of shirt, short, or jeans
something that they ate
be it rice, fruit or beans

it’s taught by parents
not in blood, or heart
an act, played by runts
not in the realm of any art
so, stop being blunts
and listen to this old ****

07/14/2016

Faded, cracked, on the wall
sitting on top, a barn owl
next to a tree, a window
singing a song, on prowl

she could hear eagles call
mingling with wolves howl
a whispering water fall
pushing the rocks to brawl

a big river in the Gaul
hissing cicadas crawl
even the calves, in kraal
school of fish in trawl

singing, dancing in red shawl
Janet, David, Kathy and Paul
young or short, old and tall
every summer, winter, or fall

07/05/2016

Man has two faces
the inner fits Satan
the outer meets graces
one’s Godly, the other pagan

04/21/2016

What is life
a wall of dreams
be it short, be it long
nothing is, as it seems

04/08/2016

The beloved, in every memoir
her eyes' fashioned by God
made of ruby, the other star
invades heart, then plunder and maraud

04/04/2016

Line in the sand
time to rack up
to go on a journey
one way ticket
man leaves behind
a name, in consideration of his deed

03/06/2016

The first breath of autumn
mellifluously on the wings
of a ravenous wind
decides to love all

it simply misses that
love is not a  decision
but a feeling
Thus, the loving act of devastation

11/06/2015

I’m tired, so tired, of!
The fake gestures
A cigarette between *******
The ******* cough, bogus smiles
A chapped cup, full of dark Turkish coffee
Being!
Who you’re not
Not the eyeglasses!
Knowledge, should be in you
Wanna be enlightened?
Come, walk with me
Under the rain
to the barren lands
How's the weather in California?
Come with me
Let’s go
for a walk
To the white planes of Alaska
Just to make a snowman!
Enough, is enough
Leave the soundless guitar, alone
Walk with me
To the infertile terrains
Where the rainbow
taking her last breath
To be fed, not to feed
A bit of, humanity
Let’s go for a walk!

January 13, 2009

Butterfly's searching
On the wings of an enraged wind
Within the shivering leaves of a willow tree
For her footprint
Lurking on the desert hillocks
Athirst
Around midnight, promenading lame
“Have you seen my footprint?”
Asked of every being: The butterfly
“I've seen it!”
Uttered: The scorpion
Inside the intestinal curves
In the belly of a horned viper
Was looking for you!

09/19/2014

The road is narrow
The path is dark
The ensuing sparrow
This pilgrimage, I shall embark!

In search of an ark
The ferry’s set sailing
You people that do sleep, hark
Anubis, Osiris, Hades are hailing!

Shred by shred, bit by bit, haling
Fulfilling the uttered destiny
Heart beats slowing, or failing
Curing the ennui of monotony

Life’s made of delights, some agony
What goes around, comes around
Seemed to be in perfect harmony
Not a thief, but the righteous’ crowned

6/12/2011