it was not the ****** that woke my conscience
but the way you kissed the soft side of my thighs
that gave rise to a smile in the dim light of summer

You’d tell your heart to play its part
But through it all
You were condemned from the start
With dried up tears
You’ll still be chased by fears

As all goes on
Your shadows dawn
Eclipsed by shreds
You’re still facing the mirror’s edge
So forever you’ll hedge

Marking your skin
So the monster won’t win
Even if created by kin

You’ll drain your soul
To bury the goals
Of dreams long past
Your self fading ever so fast
Swallowed by the abyss so vast
Where all your hopes are cast

You’ll suffer the pain
For a momentary gain
You’ll keep paying the price
For a lasting sacrifice

Paying the toll
You’ll stay empty
Just like a doll
Until all is dark
And you begin a new arc
Set upon the existing mark

Trying to dry your tears
And chase the fears
So you can go on

Forever so long...

I'd like to dream of a dress as white as snow.
But then again what do I know?
I'd like to imagine a stone cool as water.
But then again why even bother?
I'd like to think about all the things to come.
But I suppose not until right now is done.

Can I just sit here and dissolve
as a servant of life’s sour taste?
Absord the aches, the pains, the cold
and shiver as I wither away?

COOL CUCUMBER

Wish I could always cool as a cucumber remain

From irritation and anger, I wish to totally abstain

Yet like some people, I don't wish to this, just feign;

I honestly wish to from irritation and anger refrain.

Thank Ahura, blessed I am with a nature fairly good !

Wonder I, otherwise with a temper short, what happen would !

May people never be able to provoke me; decide firmly I should;

Otherwise misguide n mislead me anyone easily could.

If I had a temper nasty, people at me, badwords could have hurled;

Or from authorities, nasty actions could have unfurled.

Lord keep me cool as a cucumber, in this chaotic  world.

So that embrace me You could, with Your arms curled.

Armin Dutia Motashaw