Regrets

A kind stranger I met
We kept talking and he said
You know she was beautiful
I only have few regrets
I should have kissed her more
Should have loved her sore
Should have hugged till dusk
Keep smelling her musk
Should have played all nights
Visited far away sites
Should have laughed on her jokes
Gave all till I was broke
Should have smiled when she blushed
Made her calm when she rushed
She was all I had
I just worked instead
Now she is gone I am alone
In this world on my own
Have kids and such
But (with tears in his eyes), he said
I miss her so so much
Then we drank in her memory
He said don’t feel sorry
I am counting my days
In all possible ways
Waiting to meet her again
Body loses and I gain
My freedom to fly
The day I die
We become one again

Certainty

There is
no hiding from
or hushing death
Inhale it,
embrace it
Create a full circle
of life and ultimate destiny
Clock strikes twelve
Ready to delve
in secrets unknown

explicación

What is love
Passion cove
What is hate
Emotions sate
What is fate
Destiny date
What is life
Flux and strife
What is affection
Resigned attention
What is desire
Something I admire
What is lust
Kissing must
What is strength
Patience at length
What is weak
A quick squeak
Friends, foes?
High and lows
What is work
Sitting dork
Or, Perhaps,
What is love
Burning stove
What is hate
Snakes crate
What is fate
God’s bait
What is life
Dissatisfaction rife
What is death
Poison dripped
Sword in sheath
Curiouser!

Unfaithful

Reflections of a lantern
into glowing eyes
questioning origins
of known blatant lies
cause, necessity, a desire, a need
was it dark envy or truly blind greed
cave lit up, muted sounds rise
piercing long whispers, silence demise
logic was castigated, passion ran loose
soul was captured, hanging in a noose
power of persuasion, led to abuse
not long to refuse, final undisputed truth

Pièce de résistance

thought passes through
light years of contemplation
ingrained in the fabric of the universe
after billion books were written, read and memorised
all in the name of love of I
it is never you,
if it is, it is never true
day will come and death will knock
the redemption door will stay shut
until I is left in a thick, dreadful rut
and a journey commences
to discover the soul denied
how body concealed and heart lied
life beyond self, sitting on the shelf
the first, middle and the last book
of devotion, selfless emotion, agape
distant evolution, of kind
not considered worthy of mention, before
what could have been the intention
of such worthless, clueless thought,
opinions of sages sought,
to defeat hope, desire of something before I
I commences scouting, shouting abuse
at green shoots, inkling of new,
uncharted galaxy, time bends, skew
perception, accept reception of end
lend a hand, be that of destiny
annihilate I, old adversary, good bye

Voyage

Heart descends
Deeper and deeper
reaching nadir, end of abyss
Searches for your smell
Nothing around, just silence of solitude
and a faint heart beat,
a rhythmic drum
Beating you, you, you
can you hear, my silent screams
find me, bind me, slit my wrist
Blood gushing through
Calling only you
Return I beg
before death is due

I blame death for my disappearance

Waiting, wanting embrace, touch
Eyes at the never opening door
Movement has ceased, air is still
Blamed stare, ransacked store
with million days, a moment is a year,
incessant tears, eyes tired and sore
you wait, and wait and wait and wait
first love longing, then hate and hate
why taking so long, such pain to bear
heart keep calling, why don’t you hear

I hear it loud, I hear it clear
I reach, beseech for you my dear
simple inconvenience with señor Azrael
came out of nowhere caught my throat
a fight broke, a tiff of sort
he punched my soul, stopped my heart
now body in a morgue, soul aimless wander
heavens bound, he wants me to surrender
I will not leave! without seeing you
a hug, a kiss, a good bye too
my lifeless heart still beats for you
my love is pure, my love is true
I wish I would stop falling through
and open that door, look at thee
that smile, that face, those eyes I see
I long, belong to your one soul
your touch, redemption in the universe whole

Placement and pain

your coloured blanket
still lies at the same place
years have passed
unable to remove
you or your blanket
from its rightful place
heart of the room or
Soul of mine
still feel the warmth
of your blanket and you
Life is fickle, death is true
still, why it has to so cruel

bathe we shall

water cleanses birth
readies purifies death
cutting with a lathe
gods came to bathe
one by one,
blue skies, sun
Sol, Orcus, Liber
Janus, Jupiter, Saturn
Genius, Mercury, Apollo,
Neptune, Mars, Vulcan,
Luna, Ceres, Tellus,
Minerva, Diana, Venus
prayed in nature’s girth
in maddening maddening earth

When shiny things lose lustre

Born with a
diamond crusted
platinum adorned,
silver spoon

Raised by virtuosos,
masters of fame
Tricks of the trade
by best in the game

Presents always
glitter and gold
all shiny new
Nothing ever old

Life has been kind,
too kind always
Nights been generous
Sunny all days

One fine day
age arrives
energy evaporates
body survives

all limbs injured
every bone hurts
used to be dames
now death flirts

presents still shiny
chests full of gold
all lose lustre
when we feel old