Give me some spinach.

August 7, 2010 · Filed Under Works · Comment 

Transport me back in time
Fast forward to that bright bright place

Quick
It feels like I am running out of life
Nothing as it was in my mind

How can I be? Who I am ?

Click !

August 4, 2010 · Filed Under Works · Comment 

Images vibrant in my mind
Vivid Desire and innocence leaping by
Transport me to another place and time
A wondrous land from any of my dreams
Like those thousands of words I have only seen

There is some movement
From the corners of my eye, I can see
Swift and scary
Menacingly slow and constantly gaining

Yet all I can see is that beautiful window
A windmill and rows of sprawling grass
A refrigerator filled with wine
And a dream of living
Your picture leaps back at me
Thousands of words I have only seen

Vela times

July 14, 2010 · Filed Under Works · Comment 

Be-car ka drama

Night night

May 28, 2010 · Filed Under Works · Comment 

Another night falls
peeling the day of its grime
and soiled clothes
Yet, layers from the past gnaw within

Not good with my actions
Not good with my words
There is more, yet to be seen

Growing with the night
Until tomorrow’s dawn
There won’t be scars of yesterday
just some healing, that the calm would have done

Sleepless

May 7, 2010 · Filed Under Works · 6 Comments 

I heard a brand new voice
Silent whispers that startled me
Like someones watching out
Keeping me awake

No fear
Not even the energy to look about
Life flashes past faster than the blink of my eye

It feels like ages ago
The smell of mountains and dusty roads
Another place
Another year
Past or possibly the sleepless future

Scared to move a muscle
Scared to open my eyes
In a place, where I once was
Only I look at it more clear

One more hour has passed by
Are you really out there?
Watching out for me
or Watching me

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May 7, 2010 · Filed Under Works · Comment 

No visible signs
Not even pinpoints to the throb
Exposed
Raw, red and hurting

Hidden in lights
Unsuppressed, dark, fragile
Ominous, poisoned and Palpable

Set out for the truth
Drowned in voices
Uneasy and inquisitive

Residues of belief
Undying fragments of today
Living and its complete glory

Invisible

April 18, 2010 · Filed Under Works · 1 Comment 

Part blind, part deaf
choosing my words
and an explanation

An urge to abandon
this empty house
And quit on rage

Darkness in my brightest smile
Secrets in the way I carry
Holding myself at ransom
Trying to win back

Human in wanting to win
Cursed in wishing otherwise
Surrounded by disease
An urge to abandon

This play of words
Is making me mad
I no longer see me

What role does hope play
With such a hefty price to pay
Snapping at patience  and love
I see losing you someday

Turn around.
There was never a real me
Darkness in my brightest smile
We failed to see

Invisible

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