Time travel

Distances mapped,
caged and trapped,
No escape, one master
Time and its disasters
Can you turn tables
Start a resistance
Joining in rebels
Let it lose kingdom
Making it your slave
Slowing it down
Making it behave
Impossibility, it seems
an unthinkable scheme
non starter, will unravel
unless you know
before the morning glow
How to time travel!

that bench

we were together, forever
sat for hours, morning, noon and night
all was good, it was brilliant, bright
time passed so quickly, rather briskly.
sudden departure after fifty short years
clock stopped, still river of sadness, airborne tears
some frozen in my eyes, unable to blink
can not move any limbs, didn’t want to think
all I want is you and me and we be
sitting together, hand in hand to see sunset
or on a cloudy day, let night set
in motion, inkling of another beautiful day
and I miss you, could you find a bench
at the edge of paradise, I will find it
as long, with your sweet smell it drench
though I am not worthy, except belonging to you
which has kept me true, will let me through
rather quietly, into grand, adorned gates of heaven
leftover years of life, perhaps five, six or seven
of treacherous wait, will end soon
when on heaven’s moon, I see you smiling

Too late

Eating alone tonight
early hours, late mid night
Isn’t it late for sustenance
depends how late a day commences
need some port post delight

Sunday seclusion

Sun was shining

Trees singing hymns

Blue and white mating

creating, perfecting whims

greens dew slurping

birds whispered chirpings

river oozing, burping

life’s secret gems

day’s beauty missed

seclusion loudly hissed

the morning is gone

you are still all alone

slowly sans realisation

the seed has sown

a beautiful day passed

another Sunday lost

to what could have been

Let reality hard bite

raw imagination light

commencing life fight

to what should be

Could, and would be

Need that nod, agree

let that mind be free

Time is really short

Need that big heart

Past, rum under bridge

Climb optimism ridge

Let Monday be the day

When future has her say

Keep present accomplice

there is lot to accomplish

Colours of the night

Summer day just flew
Evening had no clue
Night arranged a heist
Revellers were the crew
Nothing left untouched
Painted red yellow blue
Parties lit up, lewd
Libations and brew
Dancing feet, loud singing
Vivid colours imbue

Travel travails

Go fly, in the red sky

end of journey

someone is waiting

to give you flowers

happiness and powers

to change all what is

around us, thus

don’t wait, don’t be late

it is your calling, risk of falling

who cares, destiny dares

grab and go, never show

weakness in the hour of need

thousand minds to feed

inspiration, elation, relation

to love, life, and leaving

as whatever we see here

is fickle, dime and nickel

tease and tickle, compared

to what is waiting,

on the other side, so ride

cross red tide, burning sun

reach limits of the sky, fly

What now

Abruptly, end of road is here
Smooth sailing, now nowhere
Blank expression, nervous stare
Unsure of origins or life
Calmness, disruptions, strife
Unhappiness, darkness, rife
What now, pray tell, what now
Move on, struggle on, somehow
All that knowledge, knowhow
Hope destroyed, destiny tested
Stay prolonged, departure hasted
Ordinary achievements, life wasted
Really, or just another figment
of unrealistic imagination

Julie – the shopkeeper

Keeping all the goods
World exotic food

Houses, cars, cats
Olives, oils, fats,
Umbrella and hats

Sparkly neon statutes
Ghosts that catch you
Doodles, silly things
Tooth fairy’s wings

Vases, draping internal
Flowers blooming eternal
All the good and great
Lying in a crate

Even sold emotions
Lust and devotion
Lull and motions

All types and trades
Low and high grades
Clear eyes, new brains
when memory fades

I only came for one
A pistol or a gun
To kill suffering, hate
a trapping with a bait

To lure bad inside
Remove whatever it hides
She looked me and said
I can sell you love instead

Killing never solves
Humanity shouldn’t absolve
It’s duty to this world
To spread only what lasts
All becomes dust, past
Take this potion, drink
Time is running fast

Day

Night has arrived
Where did the day go
Another day pass
Without much done
No randomness
Nothing to excite
Grey skies, no sunlight
Moments left
without saying much
No craziness
None left in lurch
Storm didn’t come
World didn’t end
No bouquets arrived
No flowers to send
Really wish something
should have happened
A crisis would be nice,
Have brains to lend
Looking through the window
a passerby and carriages
Thinking about nothing
Loving or loathing
Just a solemn, blank stare
Another day passes
Without much to care

Blurred reality

Waking up somewhere unknown
dawn colours blurred,
vision impaired
enjoying these moments
of confused existence
mind without sustenance
of logic or thought
no solution sought
of centuries of neglect
Suddenly! mind starting to reflect,
Agh, it is noon, so soon
Can someone stop the time
Why? are you God?