Silent deeds are like whispered echoes.
In a hallway of mirrors
Its not just your image reflected,
As even echoes become a part of your symphony.
Saint or a sinner,
Your song to sing.
Even a single ray of light,
Can show someone their way home.

Will sweet dreams with the sourest links to you, be traced?
As unkind dreams, they come to haunt.
But shadows loom under the sky of a setting sun,
Will angels come as the walls fall down?
Death comes with a silent taunt
Sands of time, a mirage left intact in the world's eye.
Show me meaning, show me life,
With the dawn comes light,
So why does it feel like I can never wake up?

On a ship back home,
These high sailing seas
Tear this weary soul of mine.
And the deafening roars of the gods,
Ascertained with every thunder that rocks.
With every wind that wails,
My heart longs,
To see the ends of these dark waters.
As the rising tides commune,
Fear drives me away,
*But hope guides me home.

In the silence of the night I hear myself talk,
A song, a whisper, knowing that this peace
Is the only thing sane in the chaos that surrounds,
And in this quietness, a radiant light shines within my inner self.

And as my mind finds wings, to fly out of this prison
Gracefully gliding across calm waters of a flowing river
Finding its way into the sea,
I give my thoughts freedom from the misery of life.

As the skies begin to cry with tears of devastation
All that is beautiful, needs an eulogy for being lost in our sins.
And as coal black our hearts have turned,
The spring may never greet us with open hands
The birds may never sing the song of their hearts.

Sink me in a river, chase my soul into the wilderness,
Where my breath is shallow and my thirst is never quenched.
Alas, these musings of the night will end soon
As another explosion rocks the very foundation of my faith in humanity.

She is meant to be weak,
Silent and submissive,
In a world where only men rule.
She is to be rescued,
Because she is incapable,
That is all she is meant to know,
Locked away in the tallest tower,
Every fairytale retold in the girl's mind.
To limit her speech, her ideas, her rights,
To be pretty, dumb and stupid,
Only to be looked upon.
And as she grew, as she blossomed,
Her eyes spoke countless volumes of sadness.
Sexualized in a world where the savages disfigured innocence.
She was voiceless,
Lost to the noise of mindless inhumane babble.

And she looked out at the horizon,
Watching the waves race towards the shore,
The sun as it peeked out, from behind,
Only to bring light into this immortalized darkness.
She put her hands up,
Knowing one day she would touch the sky.
She knew she was stronger,
More than who she was brought up believing,
Meant to be who she was,
And everything she could be,
Every bit of the universe,
Every grain of sand,
Every idea that makes us human,
Equally,
*Both woman and man.

As the wind tangled in the curls of Aphrodite's hair
Entwined as though, being apart means to speak blasphemy
As the waves rushing to kiss the shore
Urgent desires being locked up for too long.
As the breath of air, potent and needed
A gasp of life flowing into the veins.
As sinful as the first bite of the forbidden fruit
Seeking only enlightenment and truth.
That's how much I hate to see you go
That's how much I need you.
**Stay.

I haven't looked up in a while
Neither for a god nor for the stars
I am one to walk lost among the crowd
Ghostly calls beckon me from my past
Morbid thoughts follow me into the dark
Lonely alleys drown me in desperate calls
And I search for your face, something to pull me back into the light.

I haven't smiled in the longest time
Nor have I sang our favorite song
Everything you left me with,
Still burnt into my mind,
Imprinted into every cell that makes me who I am.
And as I trace your touch across my body
Tears find their way through my scars.

Every star we named, the heavens we conquered
And the doors we unlocked with every thought, every smile
Everything I fondly remember as being close to my heart
Now, in remorse, here I am trying to bury all that
Collecting all the pieces and keeping my head held high.

I haven't looked up in a while
Neither for a god nor for the stars
Because they remind me of you.

In tears, she thought to seek her prize,
Only to know in them she knew life.
Alone she wept, her dreams kept watch
Mid summer's night meant little to her now.

Set sail long ago,
Now in the middle of an ocean,
On a boat, sailing into the unknown
To chase dreams, she left home
Now, silence her true companion.

In chaos, her mind revels,
Reality obscured, between deception of sorts.
Damnation due, on a silver plate
The truth hurts to a heart living in fear.

Slowly fading, wrapped in darkness
Strangely comforting,
Drowning in black waters.
Silence maddening,  
Shadows soaring,
Her song is all that's heard.

A depravity of sorts, life always had a way of twisting her out of shape.
In moments of utter disbelief, she, the woman with her veil,
Would silently walk away.
Its been so, for all the years of her existence, as far as she can remember.
Most of it, she choose not to recount. Even her thoughts scare her.

She always believed she was invisible from the rest of the life forms,
Minimal space occupied,
Metaphorically of course.
But now she had her doubts.
Her fears were clawing at the boundaries of her self restricted territory.

Underneath the dirt and gravel, life threw her into,
Her eyes shone with the brilliance,
Of a gem of its own unique design.
There was hope in them.

The noise of the world around, gave in
As a soft lull accustomed to her forgiving and forgetful ears.
She loved but was never loved.
Yet she never gave up.
Her story was like the serenade the band chose not to play..
The most beautiful, but also,
The most painful.

And when she smiled, she threw on that veil
And hid all the hurt she bore.
You could see the tear build up at the corner of her eyes.
Glistening eyes,
The trademark to her soft face.
The veil, she refused to lift,
The truth always hurts.

So easy to forget a face,
But how can you forget the pain
In her voice?

In her eyes, everything was a darker shade, as clouds hovered uncertainly to cover a morbidly sorrowful sun, a desperate attempt to try and save its shine, or whatever was left of it.
And the skies resounded with thunder, the earth shook as if in fear and silent submission. Dreamers awoke from slumber; the real world always caught up. The shadows grew longer and the gods, their tantrums, they made known. Anger and disappointment, lining every under note of the raging storm. The wind blew as if, all it was ever meant, for all of its wondrous existence, was to tear man from limb to limb, rather than the feel of it in one's hair. The thunder, the wind, the storm, the rage. The gods were definitely angry. The tremble evident in every way the land reverberated with the cacophony  of the gods.
And then, there was silence.
A ray of light breaking in through the thick cloud cover.
And suddenly every bit of the wonder of the universe rang clear in her head.
As she stood by the rocks, watching the waves meet the sand.
Only an hour before, her purposeful drive to the beach was to contemplate on how subtly she could make an exit from the stage of life.
Her disheveled self esteem had plucked on some courage, as she saw the ray of light shine through the darkness.
The seas grew calmer and the light of the day, back to shine again.
The gods of her mind's creation were now watching, as she picked up a shell that caught her eye. Turning it around in her hand, all she could think of was how she forgot that the light always broke the deathly starkness of a life quenched by the storms that raged like fire.
She climbed onto the driver's seat of her barely held-together sedan.
Turned on the ignition, metaphorically turning on the ignition to a brand new life.

Left our hopes back at home,
Couldn't pick up the broken pieces,
Or shed tears, that we haven't already.
Left our dreams back home,
And now there's no going back.

I remember the days when you were but a faint echo
Far into oblivion, softer than my mother's song.

When I would yearn for your gaze as the air that fills my lung,
As needy for the bread that could feed my soul.

Sitting under the shade of spring's bloom, I turn to another page of life
You are but a quiet whisper, now my joy, in its sweetest tone.

And in ocean's tide, a lover's song to silence the storm
In the light of the rising sun, I touch your face as I find what I lost.

Time stops to this moment's own, as I lay my head on your shoulders, strong,
What pain can seek me till time's end, if by your side I am everything I dream of.

There, in the distance,
Grey clouds rolling in like waves,
Blues skies and grey clouds,
Shadows fall on a clear day.

Silent revolt, still and quiet
Grey clouds, a lost world fading away,
Blue skies, grey clouds,
Dreams lost to wayward winds array.

Desolate storm on a summer's eve,
Conspiring against the light of day,
As daisies perch on some false hope
The sun will shine again.

Blue skies and grey clouds
The silence ringing loudest
At street corners, begging gaze
With darkness comes pain.

Eery and queer,
Grey clouds lie in wait,
Blue skies there were,
The last day, the light ever shone again.

The kiss, reminisce to a hot summer afternoon,
The scent of him, hangs like a cloud above my head .
And every breath burns, like a flame set on fire, inside me.
His touch, dissolves, now a part of my very being,
His taste still lingers as this sweet dream of a passionate love affair.
And as the night draws closer, my soul aches for the sound of him,
And with every beat of my heart, his coincides to be of one.
Sweet nothing, as true as the sun that rises in the east.
And into his arms I fall, onto a bed of roses,
Underneath the sheets, skin and skin meet, burning desires,
As the dreamer in me awakes.

As the light touches her skin,
A fire deep within,
Ablaze to set free, your desires.
And in the light of the moon she lies
Ethereal beauty,
The queen,
On *****, she breathes her fire.
Purifying the soul,
Her eyes burn,
Deep within your whole.
The night she claims her own
A magical spell to weaken you.
You, oh Icarus,
Fly too close to the sun.
And in her arms you lie,
Charmed and bewildered,
Wanting for more.

And He saw Her stand there,
With the wind in Her hair,
And the light dancing in Her eyes.
And He saw She was alone in a world,
That He wanted to be a part of.
And while the wind toyed,
With the strands of Her eloquent brown,
He could feel the world spin,
Much faster than He could bear.
And in it He felt there was life,
A life, He had never known.
Little did He know that He had fallen,
For the girl who used to stand there,
Just to watch Him,
While He made life His own.

Her silent tears wept, in crystals withheld.
She wore her silks and touched up her scars,
With sorrow, she walks out into the sun.
In white, she glistened, but her heart, coal black,
In shimmering dreams she had lost herself,
Lost to a world, worn and surreal.
Her emerald green eyes, crying,
And with each moment her fears, surpass.
To the world she is a flame, burning the eye,
But within, her heart cripples as the flame  burns out.
The clouding eyes of foretold doom,
Written between the lines of her wrinkling life.
Distant calls on sleepless nights,
Escapades from this loveless life.
Shadows lingering, as voices whisper,
Her wings, clipped to the sides.
And in white, she stood there,
Under the sun,
Lifting up her eyes, to the heavens above.
Crystals shed, held captive to her pride.
The day after the storm,
*She finally weeps in front of the Gods.

Under the light of the moon we sit,
Amidst the raging battle of fire and hell.
The cries pierce through the silence of the night,
I close my eyes, trying to imagine a better world,
Yet my thoughts are clouded, unable to see past the flames.
When it rains, I only see tears set our foundation.
Is this suffering what we are made of?
Is our passion for destruction all that we are?
Somewhere along the road, we lost to the ways of life,
And how far have we come?
If in the morning I wake up as myself,
Or dead and buried in a world fuelled by hate,
Remember, there were cries in the night,
*Before the silence began.

Tears fall
The barren land receives
Like a broken soul.
Cracks that line us,
Keeps us together.
We forget, and never forgive,
What is left of us
Is anything but lies.

Fire burns
In the heat I stand,
The flames, a part of who I am.
A disease, spreading
Shallow whimpering
Sickened by everything we are.
Greed, filth,
Pay no heed to the cries.

Ashes to dust
Our creed, we forgot.
Deal with the devil,
Sell our souls to the dark
Humans we are,
We forget our strives
In our imperfect world
*We build, rule and ruin lives.

I like the sound of your voice
How the wind changes to make it drift into my soul.
As pieces fall into place, together a dream it beholds
Stolen kisses are the best of all, lips meet to complete us whole.
Dreamers meet under moonlit promises, hands reach out craving,
Eyes that hold deeper revelations of the world around.
Best of all, I love the sound of your voice
Hear you sing about me, a moonlight dance of words entwined.

To the words that flow uninterrupted,
Misconstrued to a poet's imagination
Sketching, painting, plotting, twisting.
To the silence that reigns everything around
To the peace found in the eye of the storm
Perched in a corner, for all of life to be written down.
An inborn error, discovered, captured, tamed and taught
Wild to the mind and food for the soul
Words become friends and sworn enemies.
A journey of words and faces, realms of an untapped drive
That writes words like ant trails on paper
A prelude to a poet's mind.

As the hour fell, the light streamed in through the crack in the wall
Almost brilliant, but the crack leaving a tale untold.
Her eyes searched in hunger, her soul craving for the shadows that haunt.
Together, her broken self, she tied it with what life gave,
And what life gave, life took.
No consistency rewarded, not for the sake of hope.
The dreams she saw, the joy she wished,
Her darkest nights were when she knew the light no more,
Within the darkness, she dissolved,
Until she felt she was nothing but the starkness of truth.
And it hurt her inside, like the fire she once put out
Back again, to ravage her whole.
As the flames burned, like hell within,
There came a point when she no longer began to feel the pain.
That moment she felt that this fire was her joy, she reveled with madness,
Unsure of why.
She touched her face with the tip of a sword,
She held it down and wrote her life in bold.
After everything,
After the darkness and the truth,
After the fire and the rainstorm,
She walked out mightier,
She was strong.

As an anthem I'd sing,
Let my walls down for you
If this song is everything
Then in your arms
I'll find love and life.

Winding stairs lead
To a window on top
As I look out of it
I see the sun kiss
The face of the planet.

And the orange skies
Pan out under the heavens
And burning stars dance
Across the darkening facade.

As an anthem I'd sing
For all there is to our love
I see it in the star filled night
A wondrous infinitum of a song.

But if my words ever run out
And this melody is all I have
We shall sit under the starry sky
And listen to the music of our hearts.

My soul wears thin of the lies you have fed me with,
The setting sun brings certain melancholy into a life that has left me breathless.
Your heart beats with an unknown rhythm and without recognition.
I stare into the empty space of white between the lines on a blank page,
Even in it I seem to loose myself for the want of it.
I'd sleep like an angel, if sleep could want me, sunken eyes reveal my disguise,
For even the smile through my tears, do no justice,
And the hysterical laughs sear through my cover.
Its either hide in the dark, or hurt in the open,
Both ways, I can see you take pride in all that you have done to me.
As you watch me writhe and twist,
And break and fall,
Into nothing.

Color me in shades of grey,
Like the dawning skies awaiting
The opening of heaven's floodgates.

The Universe sang
A song close to my heart.
And in it I lost myself
Choosing Dreams over Whispers
And Life over Death.

The Stars called out
And in their blaze
I sought to find my Light.
As I poured out my everything
I realized that You were all that I had.

The Night almost at its end
I draw your figure in the Sand.
The dark skies barely frighten me
Not more than the distance
You keep between our Hearts.

The Universe sang to me
A Song I thought I never knew.
It led me home to the prairies
Where the northern wind
Blew strong, a magic of the Stardust.

I knew the Shadows
Would one day return,
A Haunting, my dreams never fond of.
But if the Storm got too rough
I'd sing the Song the Universe sang.

And in it I'll lose myself,
Once again.
Because in it, I came to know
The only Reason that keeps me alive.
*Because in it, I found You.

Because every now and then,
Someone slips away,
Passes on to never walk the earth again.
Makes you wonder, how every blessing
Needs counting, and each moment treasured.
You are here for what counts,
Time,
An unsung song for receding tides.
A breath, a whisper, before you know it you're gone.
Walk the face of earth,
A passing wind that kicks up a storm,
Or a silent contender for a game we call life.
Shallow desires, our selfish deeds and dallying with a price.
The shadows call, can you hear their song?
We dream too much to never know the day,
A day when your eyes open to the darkness,
Give in to the voices that call our names.

Will you ever wonder of the song you left?
Joyful or as silent as the beating of your heart?
Will they sing of you, a song of pride and respect?
Because like everyone that deserved to live their life thru,
You were a breath, a whisper,
A dreamer, a believer,
And now you're gone too.