Once the moon calls upon the tides
Hailed high by the waves in renown
Then the stars decorate the town
Enlightened every hidden sides

But sky turns fast as tale was told
And the stars shoot into the ground
The blue moon became blood and old
For, town is nowhere to be found

At night the moon can rise the tides
But pass unseen ‘cause of the dawn
Soon the moon fades unknown and hides
Held down to the grave in unknown

As long as a star shimmers by
Conquering the light and held high
Of all that descend shall ascend
Just hang firm my beloved friend

The metered verses I draft
The soulful songs I sing
The seductive poems I write
The adorable words I spill
All these, are no longer for you

But I am not selfish
I am leaving some for you
Some pretty
pretty bad words..


… Curses …


The curses are for you

.
                    Time,
                    space
           ­         and everything in between.

                    Heartaches,
                    tea­rs
                    and secrets that don't come clean.

                    Gambols,
                    laughter­
                    and smiles beaming keen.

                    Deep thoughts,
                    aloneness
                    and the dark places we've been.

                    Handholding,
                    carel­ess hugs
                    and ready shoulders to lean.

                    Reckless stabs,
                    impulsive jabs
                    and caustic words we don't mean.

                    Contentment,
                    count­ing blessings
                    and hope we can glean.

                    You,
                    me
        ­            and everything in between.

.

In a world
where words
breaks and mends
  -- trust and hearts
sometimes
questions are better than tears
and
what ifs are better than fears

You keep on recycling your
"I'm Sorry"
For new mistakes

And I keep on recycling
"I forgive you"
My always mistake