Recollections



 

I spread my mind upon the table

To pick a thought or two

Piling for the gloomy winter

Sunburnt memories in azure blue.

 

I usually hide them in a notebook.

It has a thick, impenetrable sheath

In the inside, smooth, elastic leaves

Forbearing to disenchantment and cynicism.

 

They curve around the words

Strain the thoughts of the mistakes

Spring from a transparent surface

Sea breeze and crystal clear love.

 

My fingertips caress its lines

I treasure my feelings so far

Salty dewdrops slide from

The petals to the glade of heart.

 

 

Goodbye



 

The once glowing embers of Love,

Are slowly dying this gloomy night.

I recall the moment of my Awakening,

In the heart of mellow springtime.

 

It was a single painting hung on a wall,

Captured my eyes, my breath, my soul.

Emerged from the deep cold, numbness

A burning heart, honest, radiant, reborn.

 

That heartbeat, still echoes in my head.

Nothing more did I ever expect.

Blissful times. An innocent Spring.

Light, Appreciation, Love, Purity.

 

When did lightness become a cross?

The blessed Nothing got trapped by More.

I have been craving for more… I desire  

I am hurting, ’cause I know, I don’t belong.

 

A pariah, a spineless coward, a hypocrite.

Wandering on the outskirts of your kingdom.

I am not a royalty, I am not a gallant knight,

Not even the jolly court’s jester. I am a lie.

 

And I am still, hurting… … …

I can’t compete for your majestic fate

I couldn’t be a prop in your vivid scene

Unworthy, unnecessary, I don’t fit in.

 

So, this is my last goodbye.

Still hurting deep inside

Contaminated with desire

My tainted love shall die.

 

 

Chosen Love



 

Your words, crawl on my skin

Every inch, covered in vitriolic secretions.

You’ve always burnt, your way, into me

Will you lend me some tears for my redemption ?

 

Your lyricism, attacks my heart,

Deconstructs my precious coherence.

I am feeling for your inner battle,

Will you trust to me, in your fears’ appearance ?

 

Your compass, points far beyond the stars

I would only wish, I could come to your assistance

But the sonnet is written, for just only one

Trespassers are strictly forbidden.

 

 

Unavailingly, I wander, along with your words

Seeking your empathy in my excruciation,

I have already chosen my cross, my beloved

Will you, gallantly, beat the drums, at your discretion ?

 

 

Set Me Free



 

Oh, please, please, hear me master,

I am begging you, please, set me free.

And don’t be afraid you know I love Thee.

 

Let me hammer your skull, reshape your face,

Put out your eyes, strip your disguise.

Pull out your arms, uproot your legs,

Shatter the bones, release your phobes.

 

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The Secret Key



 

I lean against the moon, reading your poems.

It is a still, cloudless night, unlike my blurry mind.

I am playing and rewinding, your cryptic rhymes,

Those, you etched on my forehead with your loving kiss.

 

Myriad questions creep beneath my skin.

I am gazing at the vastness of space and time,

Intently, to spot a sign; the secret key

To decipher your esoteric mystery.

 

You are a noble enigma to me.

With the pale moonlight, I am tracing out

A clandestine path to your concealed heart

Among stars, constellations and nebulae.

 

I shall be discreet, I am not a petty thief.

Approaching with appreciation and gratitude.

‘Cause every piece of you, I am aware of,

Brings out the best in me… I am thankful!

 

 

I love you !

Maybe…

Love is the real Mystery as well as the Secret Key!

 

 

Sleepless Nights



 

There are sleepless nights,

all my senses go numb,

but one.

 

Audition is sharpened.

I am transforming

to a bat.

 

That voice in my head

is always whispering,

the same.

 

Filthy lies about you.

It condemns you,

to hell.

 

I am a vampire bat.

My soul is craving

for blood.

 

Such sleepless nights,

I  am strapping myself

to the bed.

 

I am alone and afraid,

Of the night, I might, 

actually, fly … towards Death.

 

I Forget you



 

Piece by piece,

You are escaping my mind

Deviously, slither down my eyes.

Have I cried you all, out ?

Is it too late ?

I sink my nails into my neurons,

To dig out, at least, a decent illusion.

 

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I Fall For You



 

You make it too easy,

For a girl, to fall for you,

To place her fragile heart

into your delicate hands.

 

You always come in peace.

Serene, gentle, shrewd.

Sensitive, yet powerful.

A genuine masterpiece.

 

A free, radiant spirit,

A generous, luminous soul.

I am not quite sure,

Which one, I love more.

 

Lyrical, subtle, colourful.

Superbly artistic, talented.

Warm, compassionate, playful.

A formidable fighter, too.

 

I know you ain’t perfect.

I see your shadows

I discern your flaws

It is all, that makes you  true…

 

And so damn easy

For a girl to fall for you…

 

Fade Into Oblivion



 

As a gurgling laugh,

Love, courses down

The tranquil stream,

Of perpetual Time.

Through prosperous lands,

Wildflower meadows,

Dazzling mountains,

Enchanted ancient trees.

Breathing,  day and night,

In a lush, sensational dream.

I am complete.

 

But through the serpentine stream,

Of deceitful Time,

My dream, is carried away, by the day,

By the hour, so far away,

It isn’t a gurgling laugh, anymore

Only bitter tears, of forsaken Love.

Time is pounding my desires,

Against sharp rocks.

I am bleeding out, the last thought of you.

Love fades into oblivion.

I am alone, I am incomplete.

 

A Love Waltz



 

Like enormous suns, your dazzling eyes

Illuminate my path.

Your voice, guides me softly

Through this cosmic dance.

The fragments of my existence

Waltz in endless time,

As the particles of dust

Swirl under the light,

As the grains of sand

Float in the summer sky,

Above the deep seas.

 

 

The Abyss, stands, as far as a kiss.

Every time you sigh, the northern wind,

Comes running from behind,

To purify your cosmogenic mind.

So here! A new land is born, a new fate.

The serpent is swallowing its tail.

I snuff your eyes out and I let you go,

I hold on to my supernova love,

Trapped in the observer’s paradox,

I swirl, I twirl, I whirl,

Untill, I am no more!