You have spoken the answer.
A child searches far sometimes
Into the red dust
         On a dark rose leaf
And so you have gone far
         For the answer is:
         Silence.

     In the republic
Of the winking stars and spent cataclysms
Sure we are it is off there the answer
          is hidden and folded over,
Sleeping in the sun, careless whether
          it is Sunday or any other day of
          the week,

Knowing silence will bring all one way
          or another.

Have we not seen
Purple of the *****
          out of the mulch
          and mold
          crawl
          into a dusk
          of velvet?
          blur of yellow?
Almost we thought from nowwhere but it was
          the silence,
          the future,
          working.

As I searched for an escapeOut of a path of oldDestiny Stumbled Me Back Onto a new path of goldAs follow the yellow brickDown the spiraling wayThere are obstacles and peopleThat try to lead me astrayI see you right nowWhere the two roads entwined Smiling Mischievously Having a motive in mindYour presence intoxicates meYour hands making my body like fireMaking me want to lose controlAnd tempting hidden desireBut as I start to wake upI see your true selfIts not another manIts another copy of himselfI abandoned that dark timeLeaving the man I loved thereFor he hurt me greatly Filling my life with despairDon’t fill my head with nonsenseWith Pretty words and hopeThey are just as usefulAs being in a hole without rope.You did good for a whileHaving me go with your deceptionBut now that you have let slip your natureIt has given me a clear new perception.You can not own meThis wild horse will not be tamedAnd if you hate me for thisI walk high unashamedSo I walk past youOn this path of shineCan promise that not again Will our paths entwineSo with my pride kept safeUnder protection and knifeNow I’m ready to beginA fresh new start for my life

Under the blanket of stars
Thinking of you I had lied
The melodies of nature
Had lulled me to sleep
But when I suddenly woke up
My tear streaked cheeks
Sufficed that I had cried.
For each dream isn't a fairytale
My nightmare had proved that right
In my dream I witnessed
My darkest fears coming true
I saw your hand slowly
slipping away from mine.
I saw my incessant pleading
And I saw you fading.
I saw myself chasing
And I found you escaping.
Then slowly everything
Came upon me cascading.
I found myself in the middle of nowwhere
Surrounded by my loud cries and screams.


And just like a quirky thief
Darkness had stolen away
what was mine from me.

By my side
I have nobody.
In front of me
I have big obstacles.
I walk two steps backward
And I bumped to my past.
I have nowwhere to go
I don't want to go back to my past
Nor stays in the present.
I wish I'm dead.

My sweet. my smile. My
starlight. My rainbow. The
closer I get, the further
you go. My lost treasure.
I follow the map. But
get nowwhere. You
wa%nt me to find you.
You show me the way.
You give me directions.
Happy Happy Day. You
Give me directions. You
show me the way. Fear
knocks at your heart. You
take my map away.
-
My Rainbow. My Starlight.
You are the treasure
in my heart. Happy
Happy Day. when I
Find the way. I will
Never give you away.

LOST ANGEL

The universe
waited outside herself

like an impatient taxi
already thinking of the next fare

after her
"Let it wait!" she thought to herself.

In exactly 5
and 25 minutes

Christmas would arrive
in all its cutomary vulgarity.

It now an Xmas
rather than a Christmas.

She on the other hand
walked through her memories

adrift  in an attic
looking for a lost angel.

Her childhood packed away
in boxes broken open

under the constraints
of time and age.

Days wrapped
in cobwebs.

The angel nowwhere
to be seen.

Here her headless horse
of the rocking variety.

Somehow getting by
on only three legs.

Time hadn't been kind
to it and her

being such
a boisterous child.

And here at last
the angel that had

set her on this journey
of discovery

finding this
lost self.

An angel absconding
from its duties topping the tree.

Crushed.
And glitterless.

Minus
a wing.

Her first doll still
gazing lovingly at her

through its one good
button eye hanging on by

a  blue coloured
thread.

Outside Christmas came
without her

even knowing it was
Christmas.

Mist hid everything
instead of snow.

Erasing reality
as it was

when she was

the little girl
of before.

The time being
always a Christmas Eve

that excited hush
of expectancy

rather than
the day itself.

The doll remembering her
as she was

when she kissed her
and cried all  over her.

"Oh oh...she's
beautiful!"

Hugging her once again
to her chest.

The bells mounting the sky
announcing her joy.

It was raining so hard.
Clouds were no visible
My tummy protesting
And "wanna be home ,hurry up " mantra,
In a state of being impatience,
It got  rainning harder;
An My bubbles thoughts was like,
I should have brought an umbrella,
Out of nowwhere
As if you know what i wished,
Formed a canopy of tree with you
Your  protective arm and the umbrella,
Rain is the cupid of our  new beginning