They named her Patience
Hoping she would put up
With the unflinching burden of hatred
Hoped she would stand through it all
To emerge out into the boundless open
A space with no history
No prejudices

So she took up her pen
Held it so high that it caught the sunlight
She raised her voice
So that it broke through the walls of prejudice
And with threads of intellect wove her thoughts into order
She was Patience
But she did not intend to wait
For a saviour

The silence awaits her phonecall
I sweat my fears away
Patience wears thin with every passing minute
Wonder how long I'll have to stay.

Gladly, yes, gladly through the screen
I saw your face for a hundred times
But now for the ring, love's unbroken string
Gathers itself around my one vice

And the vice is you
And yet you fade
Into the setting sun
And the music of the dead.

Once upon a time

I decided I'd design the universe

Make the stars dance according to my whims

Fry the sun in butter until

It was as golden as I wanted it to be


                            My universe lasted for a while.

And I used to think it was me who didn't care............

My left eye is burning
I'm afraid
That I've sneaked glances at the sun
For too long

Unsavoury rhymes swing by course

I have nothing left to write

Gnashing my teeth I tell myself

I can think of nothing, but that's alright

Sometimes I wonder...
Do I really long for love?
Or is it heartbreak that I'm in love it?

I have failed myself with such absoluteness
That not even death
Would be of any use

You can take your time
Laugh out loud
Cry your heart out

You can do it
Here
No-one minds

We're all the same here

The wretched song of silence
Snakes into my ears

The heap that wrecks of violence
No corpse in one piece

Shut your eyes
Close the doors
And hug your ****** limbs
The blood red track of limping feet
Shall lead them to thee

The both of us together
Me and you
You and I
We keep waiting for our friend to come
To bid him a final goodbye

We've been waiting for a while now
This friend is yet to arrive
And I sometimes think I've forgotten
How he sounded and looked like.

Forgotten if he ever asked of us
To wait for him in silence
But why then do we keep waiting
On life's little bylane?

I have killed your memories
But...how do I get rid of these remains?

I was fed chunks of fire
When I was young

And thus now I spit flames
Whenever I speak

There ma
There goes my mind
I left it waiting
For my future child

Now I'll take a sip
Of present's wine
And take a nap
Until the end of my time

Yes ma
I know ma
I didn't make it
I didn't make it

I'm sorry
But I couldn't get myself
To love your empty words