How do you feel today?
How will you feel tomorrow?
I wonder how I was feeling yesterday
Maybe I wondered yesterday how I was going to feel in the future or the past
Maybe I wondered how you would feel tomorrow or had felt previously
Maybe I didn't even feel anything
What is a feeling ?

I've never seen a brighter red than your Honda's one.
The rigid metal cold to the touch contrasts with my warm palm.
Its black wings, mistrustful, promise to enchant you away from me.
They tell me about your reckless riding through the wild city.

Morning glory flowers surround your backyard,
and unlike them we always come alive at nighttime.
Under a ethereal dark blue ocean starred sky
I stare at you stealthily, it doesn't take much until I decide to dive.

Your grey waters and my black waters do not compare,
all of this mismatch leads me to deep despair.
Sinking deep down, it gets darker, but somehow we can breathe.
Trading love to forget our sorrows, hoping it will work as Lethe.

I’d blend into the rainbows

If I’d come out in flying colours

Fall with the tides

If I’d rise back in soaring torrents

Fade with the wind If it’d lead me right to you Patience, my tempo

If I’d race up to the crown

Am in a race with my own race

In dispute with my generation

As my mind pace into the space of the nearest future

We danced to a dirge of flattery

Wake up, nightmares could also be reality

I’d be your sun

Help you rise through your mournings

Your nightingale

Play up melodies in your garden

I’d be your artist

Draw your attention to all you love

Your Physician

Treat you right as a Queen

Mismatch

The contours map our world. ..

Cactus,I could guess the secret
you'd rather love to see buried deep,
isn't  the thorny rose ,you dream
in your lonely sad nights?
Torrential rains lash long hours, you wait,
sun breaks his barrage of light on you,
it doesn't matter, foggy evenings tip toes to
ogle the dark beauty night wears,
oh! her starry necklace, that won't
brook any kind of description,
rose you have sent your fragrance
looking for the scent of your love, cactus.

Apart from thorns there is nothing
that bring you both together.
With the yearning each for the other
slowly waning, you  remain apart.
as a binding factor, are just thorns enough?

Like water you beat
and you crashed
hoping to hollow me
and that I'd finally relent.

You wanted a cave.
Empty for you to fill,
although still holding
some structure to protect.

But you did not seem
to understand at all.
Or at least
you failed to notice.

My walls collapsed too
down down, and crumble
instead of a shelter
you only got sand.

But sand, sand is a beach
and a beach is not so bad.
You come and wash upon me
still influenced me like you meant.

However again you did not notice,
or at least did not seem to care.
Even sand wears thin
even sand grows tired.

You bashed and battered
hoping I would see.
But now everything is
under your sight line.

You would not hear
your own ferocity
and you could not hear
me over the roar of waves.

And so we are quite now
all my bonds shattered
and nothing left
for you to crash against.

The fluorescent fish, much adulated is now  terribly bored,
it's ornamental existence and the excessive attention received
  soon turned to unbearable hassle and made him reckless,
seeks adventure in shallow waters he knows danger sure lurks.

A juicy bait, in fact an artistically concealed deceit,she had spun
is lowered by her from the fishing rod she wields, when near water
her eyes gleam seeing the painted fish, obviously an easy catch,
breaking the barrier of water his and her eyes disastrously meet,
he reads the meaning of her hard- sold deceit as love; perfect!