Life is a deception i know,
I can feel it,
I can believe it ,
I desevered it,
I know
I have/had/will be  many wishes,
but I will have to control it,
Because, Life is like just a few hours,
Its time to spend &
Believe in one GOD
We will 've to die sooner or later
But first believe in GOD & follow his rules with obedience
& encourage your wishes with
Honesty,

I wrote this in the dark.
Because the last poem stripped
from the book binding and ripped
from my chest was not valued at
the utility company's worth; a two-hundred dollar bill is not easily disbursed when each
poem nets zero cents per word.

A candlestick will
dematerialize faster than
a wax seal on parchment -
one that establishes the epoch of
Civil Rights -
this is a correlated falsehood
of fixed rents in a gentrified neighborhood.

The plus-side of *******
the poor to cater to the wealthy
is that when the new occupants
move in, and the stainless steel
refrigerator is moved in, the empty
box is placed at the curb, and with
the right imagination it can easily
become a home for two.

Starlight With Chopin

*At my piano again
sleep unattainable
in this deluge of my memories.
Silence of the early hours
suiting my maudlin mood.
I am lost inside old thoughts of you..
Only of you.
Memories that cannot sleep call me
to share them one more time.

I play piano in the darkened room.
Only illuminated by
the candlelight of a bright moon.
What else can be my companion?
I find Chopin again his beautiful
Nocturne plays sweetly.

My fingertips softly caressing the keys
As they once did your skin.
I think he was in my state of heart
when he wrote this lovely reprise
it is so bittersweet.
How else could it touch my soul so?

As my eyes close
half in the bliss of sleep.
I see us together once again.
Not as the lifetime companions
But back across the faded years.
in the blooming May time of your life.

I feel you next to me
like a half forgotten tune
that is playing in my head.
Years pass that are as countless
as the blowing autumn leaves.

It is springtime.
You are wearing
your lovely blue gown.
So beautiful.
So much what I needed.

And I walk to you shyly.
Noticing your flicker of a smile.
The first words you shared with me.
Do you like Chopin sir?.
I replied
I love Chopin My lady.

Then we danced for a lifetime.
And I know again that somewhere
In a distant place beyond the clouds
far beyond my reach.
Where night and pain do not exist.
Your fingertips are pressed
against a faraway window pane.
And my music is playing
in your heart

My stomach is tied in knots and I haven't looked at you in 3 days. My hands are shaking as I glance at you sideways. I can't keep any food down and I sweat all of the time. I haven't been without you a single day for 13 years. Now I let you sit there mocking me. You know I want you, but I have to stay away. They say it gets easier each day, but right now I am going through hell. I am a shadow of myself and I can't think. I sit down at the table and stare at you under a single pail light. I fumble with a glass trying to decide, will I make it one more night. I place my hands over my head and rub my hair, I want to be with you, but I do not dare. This is it, this is the price I have to pay. I have to fight you if I want my family to stay. I push myself away from the table and stand up to walk away, I say good bye to my last bottle of Whiskey, as I resolve not to let it have it's way.