Not in the mood

to kiss, the most beautiful few
to miss, anyone else or you
to lit, a revolutionary fire
submit, to lust and desire
to lie, gain fake applause
to die, for an ill thought cause
to pry, on innocent young
go high, with white coke dung
to leave, my spirit alone
believe, patriotism on loan
aspire, to reach at the top
expire, before the last stop
lend, undeserved golden spoon
end, my struggle so soon

I do

Take my heart
it is for free
if in return I get thee
There is a contradiction
you realise
without me the deal
won’t materialise
free means nothing
in return you should ask
throw away the cloak
remove the mask
get down on your knees
and with passion task
sweetly, most humbly
present your heart
And that my dear
would be a good start
for our journey
which after few years
feel like eternity
bring down tears
Why o why
you went for the trade
life was much simpler
before that
Colossal
Gigantic
Humongous
mistake you made 🙂

Most affectionate bee

May that wish comes true
in forms a few
like colours on a butterfly wing
your passions plea
spring’s sweet glee
making hearts melt and sing
may your beloved feel
what you have felt
the most affectionate bee with a sting

Offspring

Green long nose
Crown on the top
Lord of the manor
Beard out crop
Wasted all given
No penny to spare
Inheritance lost
Without much care

Message

Messenger at the door
Brought news from my beloved
Moments are eternity, in dark nights
lost without you, nightmare frights
Come home soon, before full moon
assassins everywhere, sending this dove
distances are killers of passion and love

Path

Chosen hard road
not many will take
Travellers, passers by
admirable pity to fake
destiny you decide
desert, oasis, lake
scorching skin bake
Till another day ends

Self esteem

In dreams
a door it seems
leading to redemption
such an assumption
am I really worthy?

Queen and country

My castle my queen,
Life how it’s been
Excesses and lean
Happy, bored, mean
Blind spots unseen
Forget all, enjoy the scene

Insignia

Clock chimes eight
I am certainly late
moment is gone
Left all alone
in a large crowd
Just on my own
No one to talk
No one to phone
Long walk to nowhere
Heartache prone
Excluded, a leper
large tumour grown
Keep vultures at bay
pure grit shown
wasted beautiful moments
now buried under a stone

Lyceum

created in all
ventriloquist’s dolls
of soul and flesh
critical thinking,
knowledge, amiss
ignorance a bliss
let you live
in Ivory towers