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Under the shadows of Albatross wings,

below the cacophonous calamity of

seagulls' unbridled mirth  at breeding time,

for us a secret hideout waits like a dream

far below the sea's foamy weaves

where corals reefs gleam in fluorescent glory

here, you with your nimble fingers would

caress my ****** moments and bring them  alive.

There, day or night makes no difference

for any being, from a sea horse to an ancient turtle.

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A blue light pervades there  like eternity's smile

will you come with me to be my bride for ever?

I'll ask jelly fish to meld a wonderful wedding dress

more silvery than moonbeams falling on the foamy waves

none could ever imagine how it 'd look on your petite figure.

(Oh! for now I and you would forget  that we are perishable)

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The most peaceful coral castle we'll take over,

make life an extended adventure, play water games with mermaids

dolphins would be our horses, on which we'd gallop to long distances

become innocent like the children of yore, and see truth of life.

On the blue whale's back we'd sunbath, shoot arrows of flying fish,

to low hanging clouds to make copious rain ,  bring the skies down.

A giant squid for a day will be our moving bed, on it we'll bill and coo,

know each other's little whims, like no other man and woman had done,

we'll swim beyond the limits of elements, air, earth, land water and space.

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Once in a while, we'll come up, to see the sad realities our ilk breeds above,

let us stalk chemical polluters like ghosts, pay them in the same coin,

till they give up, we'll chase trawler boats, that **** all creatures

big and small unconcerned of a holocaust, constantly perpetrated,

takes only what gets them profit, the rest allowed to float dead!

Let's drive away other marauders of sea life, scare the living daylight out of

whale hunters, make sure oil spill will never happen again, even once.
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when everything is done, we'll grow pleasantly tired

dream an effulgent cloud, the bliss, leave our skin and bones

the old dress tired of us, wanted to say good bye as all others

we'd  become a florescent light, the algae sing at the depths

throughout the seabed; we'll soon be one with the blue eternal.

On a summer day I saw a pretty dame
bathing in the warm waves of the beach's tub.
She tanned her skin to adorn her slim frame,
massaging its softness with each gentle rub.
From that distance, she exuded sweet fragrance
stemming from the refining of her radiance.
Sensual movements from lips, hips, curves, legs and hands
made me fantasize as I relished each moment.
My love-struck eyes gazed at the rhythmic movement
of this ******* clad model for all lands.
After a sunbath, she tied her pristine towel,
then with a fixed look, she gazed straight at me.
'Hello, the adventurous gentleman,' said she.
'You sure look gay, hale, hearty and swell.'
Shyly my fears of rejection loomed large,
whilst my love dreams turned out to be a mirage.

Who doesn't remember Tony Lama
& those flashy pearl buttons,
cruisin' down the streets in torn jeans,
shirts unbuttoned to flat-navels
revealing sprouting chest hairs.

The disco ball twirled dance-magic,
along with the beach sounds
of sweet soothing melodies,
the ones that made you want
to sunbath covered
in Banana Boat oil.

A little bit of grease
went a long ways,
while warring with stars,
we got drunk in the bars,
sometimes got lucky in our cars
dreaming of better days
that weren't too great after all.

I miss those simple dates,
the ones without
immediate gratification
based on
the grand designs of
computer-aged
mobility.

While down the narrow path
in the morning at the park,
I found a leaf enjoying sunbath
on the tree beside the bush.

The leaf looked so fresh
while enjoying the food from sun,
stood out in this wide green mesh
and directed some food towards me.

There was a rock with a humble greet
I stumbled on it, bruised my feet
I had ignored the cuckoo on that tree
it did give me a warning tweet.

In this play of green and yellow shower
life thrives in trees and birds.
I fathom all these, and here I hover
I learn music , for it aligns my chords.

Light petals flowing off the creek
And gentle breezes whipping through our hair
Watching the idle clouds smile at us
And lull us as time sleeps on

Grasping the stars the moment they appear
Sparkling in their early sunbath and laughing otherwise
Greeting us in careful glimpses
Mesmerising so

Days we spent dreaming of the oceans
And wandering our boundless expanses
The horizons and the sights
Soothing as always

There is a monster who eats time
and he always knows when I’m running out
         the door
         of milk
         of time
and he often seems harmless, mewling like a kitten in
a sunbath on tile
    but then
his teeth gnash like a bear trap and
he growls like a starving grizzly and
he bolts like a tabby
         lightning fast in a quest for the red dot, and
as I claw at my time with
         jagged
    chipped fingernails
begging it to stay
the monster eats my time
engorging himself on the
        ever-hastening electronic cucking of the
clock
consuming my days like a teenage boy eating a
pizza.

I have a monster
     and I hope he chokes on sand.

foam body
ocean wave sinking throne
muddy waters polished stone
sunbath getaway find a way out
little hole in the skyward flame
eyes of blame and guilt trains
take it further to the last domain
falling off the brink to a walk of shame
not a game
not each other's to tame
broken down frame slump slump trip
hop skip and frown I'm trying to turn down right sideways to see the beauty in this piece show me something new
find me something new to say
got all the blobs and not the right way
I'm a viscous liquid spinning down a drain
black hole and frolicking over billowing plains of uncertainty
currently in blissful mystery
and it feels like a million ants
are biting my wings
as they wake up
certainly

Drinking black tea early in the morning
Watching vistas of the fishtail mountains and the rising run
shaking my Styrofoam cup on my table
and reading the newspapers outside in a sunbath

Isn't that beautiful ?
It's my wish for after retirement.
I wish for a life of goodness and peace
But it's just a wish, a simple wish of mine.

Life takes us so far and so high
So down and so daringly deep
I wish to enjoy every bit of the journey
but It's just a wish, a simple wish of mine.

When I become old after many ages,
won't it be cool to spend time gardening ?
Hearing the bees singing
and watching bird dancing?
Bit it's just my wish, a simple wish of mine.

Whether it's fulfilling or unfulfilling
I will keep wishing, I keep dreaming  
Cause that's how I can keep my hope alive
But it's just a wish, a simple wish of mine

CONFIDENCE

confidence is the sun that rises early in the morning,
It's rays shining on those willing to sunbath.

Confidence is the rain that falls from the heavy clouds ,
raining down on those willing to be soaked in it.

Confidence is the moon that shineth at night,
giving light to those willing to embrace it even darkest of days.

Confidence is the breeze,
Cooling down those embracing it.

Confidence is like an old man's stuff,
Keeping your head high your spine seem to be struggling.

waking up without an alarm
getting ready for nothing
meeting cute friends
no more trash need to listen
goodbye to the people without brain

a cup of coffee
a lazy sunbath
a list of indie music

only i can say,
a good day baby

Hi Me

I forget to tell you the other day when we met as I always forget to tell you daily how much the much I may less forget to remember me

I couldn’t have much but stuck to you all journey long. I am flooded with pride and dancing with aces high above  for I am proud of you never ever giving up on me, on you, on us the we the once the formerly birthed the grown and now the aged me

Cheers to smiling to your falls and getting up to cry while walking for there is no time to rest, the endless promise you gave me to betterment the joy of gazetting diners with kings while the past laid us me to the floor lay like a dogy man helpless with life sobbing with sorrow of stinking poverty that caused the burning bush

I was right to crush on me for see how this distance is the closest to us. Oh remind me of the Calvary we have oh herdsman undergone and the hell to resurrection. The burial of disappointment and stir of winning scratching from scratch to diving in deep glory

Give me another cheers for I will never find another like me body and soul. Another look alike to suffer with me to not eternity rather to forge life and make life count. My shyness walks in your shadow as I prey on prayer and dive in blessings. Blessings unseen untold, unmeasured, untouched like a naked weapon slicing my enemies to guilty of I wish, the wishes the witches flew and miserably vanished

Hi me, that cried like a zombie but lived as man. A man of a boy, the little stranger me that met me and taught me to hunt the giant in me so can stand mountains and swim across oceans
The sliding from trials and stagger of jubilation

Hi me that no one knows the story of underneath you have come but sunbath my success for it shines all round. In the corridor of earth, struggle we have crawled, non shall stop our heavenly earth glory from scrap to mansion hearts and star face for it’s the rise of our scars to an art of beauty

I so remind me, dance the night off we won the day the lines between mind is circled with thoughts squared. Hi me getting high on heights of whisky and shaking my bottom to lullabies and singing never bye to me until I meet me again my love me and I your beloved future at the temple of unfounded heroes
#herdsmanofprogress

loving the way
these lines are blurred
love being wanted
love feeling heard
the simple act of remembering
has me floored
and if you feed a homeless cat
it'll come back for more
so you got me by the ear
got me feeling some kinda way
i'm drooling at your voice
i'm hypnotized by the words you say
and that feeling is slippery
but it's okay because i don't wanna wash it off
i wanna soak in this pleasure
till my hardened frown starts to go soft

Artic wolf looking
Hard
In thought
Weather should sit
And enjoy the sun
Or
Go hunt for food
He decided to sunbath
Like a house cat.