Before I swem in subdued clarity
I cried in hollow nights
you were a product of my woes
misunderstood on a daily basis
attracted anxiety to my smiles
feelings got messy
like a home filled with nostalgic happy
you were bitter, and I was sweet
together we built pensiveness.

I wanna . . .
seek stars in a moonlit night
free my skin on the seashore
radically paint fragments of soul discovery
in the rarest, most deepest ocean
throwing my thoughts underwater
mind as blue as my emotions
poetry as sandcastles in my eyes
music so pure, the ocean breeze sounds
and majestic art of living in cosmic presence as meditation to an undying spirit.

you were almost the death of me
the minute you tore my soul into pieces
feed my heart with the spirit of nostalgia

you were almost my meaning of death
driven by restless lust
i ached hungrily for your heart

you came alive in my nightmares
brought void in my bloodstreams
how will i ever feel your love again?

i travelled york of thy love
impulsively quenching myself with it
i had to escape the deeper pool of happy i was swimming in
let me escape ..

as you dip your precious temple
into thy pool of babylon
reminisce over our sacred eternity
where real love only exists

if its as real as we say it is,
i’m unanswered - why is it, long
only for the heat manifested in you
- why so envious of the love in your touch that only you own?

teach me to breathe in thy breath
for i am conscious of your flaws,
feed my heart with your lovin ways,
i enjoy your bittersweet body -
oh, what a walking metaphor thou are**

your heart is a fire i can’t handle
like a vile art
i always pull away from the flame
that is you ..
no, i’m not scared of burning,
i’m just scared of the kind of flame i’ll become.

I just wanna be free
its been hard to escape these voids
its been an adventure to fulfill my thoughts
how reluctant it has been to lose
the only effectual quality of freedom.
As I walk through the dark valleys
painted fragments of fantasies and
written scripts of anxiety had a
brush of the murk of insanity
all over the canvas that was my mentality.
The desire to feel the warmth of free
gave birth to the scotching feeling
to eradicate all forms of fear...
I was born a vibrant fire
conscious to the day of light
happy to shine my released soul
happy to be the soul that releases
liberation to the world,
happy to be free.