Soil in your palms
Seeds in its depth Care and warmth Water and light Growth of life Sprouting from the earth Anthesis Awake inspiration A new home Lush and full Green and soulful An oasis
Oasis is on;
Wonderwall—why do i feel i should sing along?
I walk twenty steps, five feet
down into the darkness of buried secrets on the outskirts of the oasis I walk twenty steps, five feet in the excavation next to the shallow ditch that was once a pond discovered from the sky vaguely ticked off in the sand by odd gauge values of the substrate I walk back into the light where a man sits on the roots of an old tree looking at me compelling he beckons me pointing to his water bottle and I realize that he knows the answers to the questions I shall ask when he is no longer there
Like the moment I first saw her,
Parched lips that tasted water, Mother Nature's only daughter, Living on the street, In the open desert valley, I feel her air around me, Effortless and soundly, One day we will meet.
A quiet room,
Tucked away, An oasis from the crowds And the noise. An odd assortment Of chairs, But without the stress Of the other rooms. A safe space In a place with no security, A warm space, In a cold building. A little room, Hidden away, This is my safe space, This is my room.
You'll always be at rainbow's end
Eternal *** of gold A fairy tale told long ago Forever I've been sold I try so hard but out of reach With each hand would grab hold No words needed so please don't speak Would never let you go But when I give up in defeat The cycle getting old The hill to climb becomes too steep Turn down 'Yellow Brick Road' The Wizard who I wish to meet Told he can take me home I hear the scurrying of feet New shadow is well known But like they say it's "Trick-or-treat" And both will I be shown With me you stand here in the street No longer I'm alone Now found; forever I had seeked But actions had been cloned Reached out but this dream could not keep Like that; I'm turned to stone You laugh and turn off in retreat A call without a phone A diet forced myself to eat These actions had been sewn This game of love again I'm beat And tossed like trash I'm thrown You stole from me just like a cheat This life I live alone No tears to cry but inside weep My head, the space I roam No need to hide; Escape don't seek From now on is my home
Written: November 13, 2018
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Old man with his Atacama tongue
dusting off stories of his youth forty-nine knock outs he spattered out heavy weight champion travelin' the world stories of tribes auctioning off slaves that they couldn't sell that became that nights meal pieces in a stew how it could make a man cry and cry oiling up trees so the lions slide right off tent births and baseball cards a preacher neighbor who beat a woman then had his teeth knock out by the holy word then points out his bird houses only to dive deep into something else "Old man" says I, "I have to return to work but next time I will save your stop for last. There's an oasis in that head of yours and I tend to bask in it."
I was in the desert
My lips were potato chips, My skin was a raisin. The same land a savior was raised in. The same wilderness trial. Not 40 days but 20 years. Behind me, temptation. No water. But gold enough to buy it. Women enough to lie with. Kingdoms, My own islands. Why then. Did i choose you. Looking like an oasis. I'd say shes all i need. One pond alone. I just need one sip. As the heat gets hotter. I reach you I cup hands. I wanted water. You gave me sand.
What's unsaid about it? Still it's different and unique for everyone. Sometimes,for me its like songs of cuckoo bird. Sun that rose again in my life, a green oasis in a desert, The best part of my youth. and sometimes, i am a lone warrior in the battlefield, searching for the enemy soul, dont know where to find and how to defeat!.. I am not afraid of break-ups or passionate love. since who knows, what love has at store! the equal amount of love back? Happiness? Atrocities? or may be a surprise?
i have decided not to be fearful anymore. whatever it will be,how far we will go i will cherish our journey,our moments together .Because now i know some people are destiny and some destination.
**** them, they don’t
have to pay for parking. My feet have tread there a thousand times, but only now do I see the weight of my million pictures. I borrowed your eyes for a moment, to think through you in a drunken view.