glass slippers
lost forever
in a world where
no one sings
no one dares
and no one dreams
only puppets
ride their strings

hiding faces
without traces
of a single blemish
or anguish
****** like walls
stemmed from calls
of unproductive falls

shapes and sizes
epitomizes
love so lost
to hate embossed
wary a world where
trust would die
consumed into ashes
where heroes
once lie

faced by reality
without the possibility
of ever having tranquility
is a sad feasibility
in this ever-growing incredibility
of a world without sound durability

must i go on with my mockery
or shall i show you reversibility
continuing this charade of nobility
we are but dust in anonymity

when have we become like this?
and what have we missed?
cynicism in a tryst
a superficial list
acquaintances in the mist
the art of courting is dead
the joy of loving , misled
and unto lust it is wed
our minds to this is fed
in loneliness we are led
have we loved and yet not loved?
have we known and yet not known?
our eyes behold it not
only bodies cold abed
the art of loving is dead.

I know your name
And that is all I have
Of you
But in some strange way
You and I are the same
We are nobodies
In a world of somebodies
Lacking in social graces, we are
Obscured by oblivion
Sans the thrill of appeal, we are
Confined to the solitude
Of our loneliness
No true love will touch us
Even though we tried
And tried our very best
Our beauties are unattended
Because no one sees
What's inside of us
But I see you as a delicate flower
Your aura surrounds
Me with splendidness
What's in you is truly good
Though no one understands
And no one ever could
You and I,
The tears we shed are one
Though in this lifetime
We will never be popular
There is another world
That exists far beyond us
And there we shall stay
Without judgment
In men's eyes
Nor jest on women's lips
Friends we are and
Friends we'll remain
Until the sun tires of rising
And the night frowns its gloom
On all our doubts and
All our fears....

Come away with me.....

Save me from this conflagration-
Strangers' desires make people
Do foolish things…
I want to fall in love
I always knew I want
To fall in love,
With you….

Capture me with your eyes
Make me dream of those lies
You are real
But you are not my reality
Yet, you spark rapture in my soul
I always knew I will love
Someone like you

From distant lands we both exist
Spaces can ****,
And so they say,
But images can thrill
And memories can fill,
your uncommonly beautiful face,
I kiss in my mind…
The sound of your voice
That deep, soothing
Masculine baritone,
Unforgettably instilled
In satin velvet
Benignly sensual
Rocking me forth to sleep,
In a slumber of
Unfulfilled fantasies
Unrequited realities
On my own…

I always dreamed I will
Love someone like you…

crystal rains,
silent songs
an angel's breath.....
sweet fragrant memories,
amazing zeal
fragments of the past,
compassion,
and courage
the fire of grace
danger of the unknown
stepping inside a war zone
never to return
a young life cut short
snuffed out...
a body torn to pieces
hit directly
by the renegade grenade
what for, I ask...
it's not simply a task..
can anybody tell me why..
questions in marks
no one..but no one
can tell me why.....

the archangel has fallen
the sea has lost its seal
today the sky has no sparkle
the stars refuse to share their light
but the world still turns
and people will never really learn
history is bound to be repetitive
then all is forgotten
what was is what is...

the war cry has sounded
the wing of the angel hounded
his mellow heart wounded
in his flight ,he is grounded

goodbye archangel of our times
know that love in these rhymes
commemorates the bells in their chimes
when they lay you down to rest,
you sleep eternally in your best..

I shed a tear for you today
not knowing who you were..
we have met ,not in this lifetime
but somewhere in the metaphysical
world of spirits
far, far away where none can hurt us
I dream to see your smiling face again...

in the middle of the night
we said our goodbyes
among the smoke-filled rooms
across a wall-papered hall

- I am lonely -

knowing the pain that
comes from parting
a lost season
in a now loveless life
I do not want to bid you
goodbye
and kiss your cheek
with my aching mouth

misty eyes
that can't hold back
the tears
my shadow slumps
on an artificial wall

words escape me
I am empty now....

I did not want
to let you go
but my voice was
wandering in unknown
backstreets

never wanting to show
always putting up a show

i have lost that one chance
in a lifetime

we said our goodbyes
and I bid you farewell
with the cold formality
of a handshake
and a nagging feeling of
a sad and sorry state
that I could have done
something to keep you
but I let you go away
from me instead....

God’s little bud of rose
Reflects like a dainty prose
In lines that so sweetly glows
From veins that so lovingly flows

God’s little doer of deeds
Into souls might her goodness feed
The scroll of life
Unfolds and then reads
She is what this hopeless world
Sadly needs….

In life she moved a hero’s pace
Without doubt on her pious face
She who felt that holy embrace
Now is done with her ultimate race

Quietly rest, tender rosebud
Nurture that love in your heart
For us mortals alive,
We must continue to battle
The wars in ourselves
Never to know
When our precious sanity ends…

Fragrant rosebud of white
Gone-but not forgotten
You lived as soft and mellow
As the morning rain
Sowing your seeds of knowledge
And gain
As God’s own champion
You died not in vain…