Saturday, 28 February 2015

In loving memory - a picture of perfect imperfections


In loving memory 

Oh, how could you go
without meeting me
ignoring the many so
conversations that could have been

"In your memory" a paper says
oh, how could you leave
bade embracing your days
compelling me, to ever grieve

An empty house - linguistics


An empty house - linguistics 

An empty house, across the world it stares
at the darkest corners of my share
and into it's broken windows i peek
listen to it's hollows when they speak

Lean down for stories on it's walls
scriblings of sandstorms, and snowfalls
suddenly in rain it's confess
that its only friend, is loneliness

An empty house, across the oceans shows
every lane that it knows
every world that it had built
and how the pale garden leaves had wilt

Through days and dark, i see it grow old
holding it's treasures in this dark and cold
and as i wish for this thunder to be gone
it sits in its fences and looks on

Because

An empty house across the galaxies i stare
at the deepest shades, in its layers
and in my hallway it's silence echoes
as the stare is strenghtened and darkness grows


Silence is deeper than voice.
Voice can go farther than silence.

Along pause


Trees fly
moments leave
Winds walk,
rivers float
Intervals,
intervals
Gaps
Wide gaps


* * *


In your dreams i saw
Trees with a perfect flight
how moments could leave you
oh misty wind, your walk in twilight

Like rivers float to the sea
with intervals of flood and drought
Gaps crawl converging to be
A beautiful as your thought

Thursday, 26 February 2015

Sunshine


Sunshine 

each dawn, dim with tire
Fighting the nights, doused in a fire
It shows not a line on its face
burning till the final trace

some worship the immortal blaze
and fill their falls with its glaze
but fail to hear its dying screams
as it drowns hopefull, again we'll wake from our dreams


Remember the star 
hung in the dark
With a feeble light
Spiralling stark
From time and space 
that once aligned
Two entities of grace
In body soul and mind


Breeze

Breeze 

Breeze you 
gently swayed
Watching through 
the rise and fade

All my mind you filled with thought
Of the fragrance that you brought
Closing my eyes, drawing to pray
Always in your flow to be sought 

Where ever to now you do leave
Pressing your touch on my sleeve
As a word last that you may
Whisper closer, returning someday

Breeze you 
Gently stayed 
Watching through 
the rise and fade

Memory's deceit

Memory's deceit

somewhere in the dark you see
lives that seldom memory
silent toes its steps arrive
and lays its arms all over me

countless times i've felt deceive
as the thought would fail to cease
of its words that bring respite
and hold my hand in silent greives

yet somewhere in the past it leaves
a heartfull of love that seems to please
even in nights of fear and fright
and weaves its form in memories



Over come


Over come

don't let sadness, come so near
that all it leads to, is constant fear
and never those things, should hurt again
of which thou say, thou know that pain

Often thy fields will crack
and sorrows will linger around thy track
But dear, the fear of mountains steep
thou shall overcome in thy smallest leap

The way out of sleep


The way out of sleep

I thoughtlessly linger,
And wonder:
How inspite that we weep,
And pass to fall out of sleep,
With back aches still under.
Spilled, stilled
And filled,
Eyes with a thunder.

We've fallen through many,
And any,
Falls that brought out,
The purest of shout,
Knowing it'd all be in vain.
Broken, Mistaken
And knees well shaken,
We've all lived in pain.

In each day,
Some way,
We held each other,
Helped out another,
From silence and absence of dreams.
Countless still dying,
In sighing,
Surrounded by screams.

Finally in sleep,
We see,
The dreams that we've shed off,
And the ones that we let off,
And how in a moment we may keep.
Nurtured and tortured,
Trying to figure,
Still a way out of deep.



Saturday, 7 February 2015

Petals falling


Petals falling 

 today as i come about
Upon the earth, around a snout
Of your branching searching ends
Sprawling a hope in fore-fends

Where i may lean and unfold
Through your roots in your hold
And come to bloom a color fair
Of petals valiant longing midair

And then again under your shade
I fall to memories that did not fade
Of a breeze playing propends
Voicing a moment still impends

Tuesday, 3 February 2015

into the blue

Into the blue

Rainbows and showers have only brought
Loveliness similar to that thought
Of belonging unsecerned in it
Drowning hopeful in the dreams we ought

Darkness crawls over in layers
Buckets rain thunder scares
Expression of pain this dimly lit
A plunge to live with all our fears


The wind then blew
Turned me around
Everything it threw
Yet i found
A push
To continue
Deeper into the blue

Wishful like a leaving leaf 
Waiting With wailing grief
Storming closer bit by bit
Sailing forever in belief 

Winds from spring that make us lush
Chose these leaves in a pattern to flush
For abandoned none other would benefit 
Or find charm in sadness' mush

Toppling and fallen the rain then arrives
A pleasant ecstasy in the mind thrives
Understanding the longing that does not fit
sorrows drizzling then it drives

Clouds then drew
Echoes of sounds
A world washed new
Yet i still found
A push
To continue

Deeper into the blue



Tattoo - otinflewer studio

Monday, 2 February 2015

flautist's preservance


Flautist

Thirty yards on legs and a stick
He covered to appear the first day
As carts blurted forgetting his pick
Leaving him lost, in a world astray

In between his pervasive silence of smile
Hid his bag of fortune saved this while
'to liven, you give and you'll get,
Love for all is the purest bet.'

Soon after he sang the night
The dawn missed his last words 
Embracing a key in his hand tight
He had left before the morning birds 

His words stilled and filled my head
As I opened the trasure he hailed
I could imagine gold keys under a bed
But his preservance had my heart wailed

'I give you, you give everyone,
Smile a million years strong'
A pair of hands turning desolate lone
Honing wood with its own song


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