Life extraordinaire

First, foremost
spread love
Annihilate hate
Don’t ever ever
wait for fate
helping others
should never cease
in tough times
death, disease
Trust in Divine’s
abound affection
patience, contentment
serene satisfaction
kiss disenfranchised
make them fly
even if you
had to lie
all this before
you gracefully die
moments are slow
life goes fast
every day
pretend
it is your last

Prisoner of cupola

A beautiful dame of uncertain fame

been captured, gold-cuffed in a solitary loft

Each day she cries, asks Almighty why

is the fate of late has venom and hate

a family of meagre means, happily ate beans

content in that simple existence, mutual assistance

forgotten denizen of a small town,

plain cloth worn without any frowns,

what have I done, what could be done

to remove the curse, bring life back in verse

bad omens reverse, an ordinary universe

Answer to that is No, when rich and powerful

set eyes on beautiful, lilies in a dirty pond,

who won’t abscond, will not bond,

to dirty money, shores darkly sunny,

refuse to become their beautiful bunny,

they are captured and killed, or willed

as such, thrown money and much

to lure in a lie, deceit and wry

smirks, bodies bought, souls, thoughts,

left behind in simple family homes,

and most beautiful, innocent

girls left crying in grand domes

their destiny is all but sealed, truth revealed

there is no God for the poor, no justice for the weak

world full of death of dreams, screams, crushed squeak

of gold adorned, silk worn, gorgeous dames

locked in a cupola to match their fate and fame

all days still glitter but all are the same

until that moment, a smile returned and death came

 

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!

Wandering

Purpose is lost
Hidden traps all ready to devour
Leftovers of shredded passion
Compassion has no warmth
Treason of soul, heart’s mutiny
Tears litany, eyes stole
Fate left, empty goal
Barren surface, dry lips
Waiting, wanting Cyanide sip,
Drip, drip, tears leaving unlit eyes
Blind, deaf and dumb
Can’t say, don’t hear
Life’s hum,
Breathing collapses
in a countdown
Minus zero to one
Darkness won,
Life lapses

Thinking through a night

Should I be worried

for things beyond reach

destiny, night beseech

my desire to excel

Calm down says life

if glory doesn’t dwell

in street beside your shack

passion there is no lack

confidence in a big sack

competence rack after rack

just lady, daddy luck amiss

for the better or worse

times are mighty terse

night’s last verse

never lose heart,

around the corner

a brand new start

keep singing, clinging

to hope, fate needs a moment

before it will torment

Keeping a guessing game

like the most beautiful dame

put thousands on a hook

never giving it away

you will most certainly

have your day

Never wonder, it will not matter

never leave dreams in tatters

they will become true

just near dawn, clearing hue

stay the course, unending walk

will result in a destination

not to be missed, fate hissed,

keep your eyes open

 

Deadwood

Life has passed
nothing to show
spending last days
vegetative state
In early years
should have stayed late
made people laugh
changed my fate
now my dear
It’s too late

Fake crossroads, imaginary bridges

I lost again
In the wilderness
of affection
no satisfaction

for this soul
Was it love
lust, trust
or just a game

Unable to discern
impaired vision
sense of touch,
all feel the same

Is it I, her, they
to blame
negligent judgement
all look the same

The way found
is not sound
a mere mirage
fake visage

Broken promises
and I,
bound till eternity
I know not why?

Signs

Hanging on a line
Upside down
That would be your fate
Elites of this world
Wake up and relate
to people you rule
think are mere fools
Calm, ambient
Obliged, subservient
for how long
before revolution
Change your tack
Show the efforts you make
Feigned empathy
Pretend sympathy
for their fate
before its late

Response

There is free will
You may not feel
Through poverty and pain
Evil occupying your brain
Heart breaks making you insane
You think I ordain
All this for my pleasure
the suffering you see
Was not meant to be
Humanity had, has,
will have a choice
To rejoice, to enjoy fruits
Of nature, sun and sea
Why blame on me
Go after pursuits
Go after their goals
Not like this, not at all like this
One digging another’s grave
When a child need to saved
from brutality, inequality
No one comes forward,
No one saves,
Millions get killed for
wishes of one insanely mad
How sad,
DO YOU UNDERSTAND, HOW SAD
that makes me, breaks me
Yes your lord feel broken
for sins of my creation
I think about annihilation
All the time, just smiles save you
children playing for a while, save you
borrowed time all you got
there are battles, you should have fought
Stead, ran away the whole lot
Free will is not for thee
You serve evil as you please
and foolishly hope
there be no consequences
Why? Answer me why?
heaven and hell is afterwards
first see the wrath
because of your actions
family, connections, factions
Humanity split in small sections
Working for each other’s destruction
May be I should do this
end this game,
then who would be to blame,
I, norm restored
fault bestowed