Focussing on the wrong things
Life passes by
You deny
Soul wants more
Stories and lore
To tell when you are old
So be bold,
Come in the foreground
Don’t allow the world to ignore
Your journey
Passion burning
Put your hand in fire
Do what your heart desire
What if I fail,
I will be miserable for life
For better or worse
I have come so far
And currently you are?
Whether an assassin have any rights
And a solider has to be killed in a fight
what is the worth of a prostitute’s kiss
a homeless death, will the world miss
Is killing a animal daft and cruel
If you don’t eat meat, are you a fool
Porn and naked bodies to admire
Burning green live wood in a fire
Leaves have souls when they are green
Why screaming profanities is obscene
Life’s cruel realities in a blink
Strange, inane thoughts I think
Needs few more posters
oversold events
cheerful pants
cheap scents
anger vents
Life has been fair
to anyone but me
burn this city
and the next one
once that is done
somehow all will resolve
on my life’s wall
wishful thinker
unintentional tinker
there is more to life
then few moments of gust
joy, passion and lust
find in simple things
chasing classifieds
who lived and died
will never fulfil
soul’s unpaid bill
come close to Divine
there is a fine line
sinner and saint
rebel and repent
all deeds borrowed
no kindness lent
life’s rent, will be paid
when this billboard
has pink flowers
Few words,
countless emotions,
fading memories
And she said
Come back, we all await
the day you return
lantern is still lit
gallery where your paintings
we sold for pennies
then in gold coins too many
long for your presence
such long absence
from us, and her
she misses you
little traveller, ride with me, let me show you the world
its contradictions and most affable beings, animals, birds
Devils showing affection, hugs and their hold
how saints turn evil, those tales which are never told
to you and I, those are best ones, ignore rest ones
let’s search someone who could spill the beans
old friend Rusty rabbit, ready to tell the tale
describing ponderous journey flying inside a gale
engaging to extreme, time passes it seems
and no one, absolutely not one soul, notices
tale unfolds, muted emotions, colours are bold,
details of creatures, things they can do
absolutely incredible, beyond true
then enter charades, colossal mighty parades
of million thousand Deers, each singing a hymn
hmmmmm hmmmm, o dear Lord, we gather at this feast
give us strength, protect from evil beasts
their singing rise and rise, reaching beyond fortissimo
world joins the chorus, trees move with the beat
animals Kingdom awakens with Angels on their feet
suddenly, silence breaks the spell, we are left in wonder
weather has turned wasteful, rain clouds and thunder
another day perhaps, come back and surrender
your heart to conclude this journey my friend
from this side of the earth, to the other end
Night is young
No song been sung
fate is ready
hands still steady
bottles to come
dozens and some
drinks to flow
cigars to blow
fires to glow
fast or slow
hours to spare
drinks disappear
hands now tremble
mind slightly ramble
not sure of place
earth or space
silk or lace
pure blank face
walking in race
back to the base
nothing is certain
hit random curtain
open and shut
talk and strut
red blue screens
white coats seen
where I am
where I have been
hospital in seems
bruised and cut
brain in rut
pain in the butt
no laughing matter
can’t do better
see you later
certainly
same pub
different night
ready for
another fight
I meant flight,
tongue’s slight
Nothing is right
must have taken
some substance light
Yesterday, today
Hmm…
I am not sure anymore
I miss my time with you
rest is of no consequence
life’s sequence
is an imaginary line
where everything is fine
With you
And all doom and dust
without you
Looking back
how true
were those moments
when silence’s presence
heard clearly, loudly
heart beating madly
time stopped gladly
at that precise moment
when eyes met
muted smiles turned into
mischievous ones
lips slightly opened
inviting, letting each other glimpse
how passion drips, tastes
And …..we had a million years long kiss
I admit, I miss
that and you
and everything
we been through
If you do decide
another chance
another ride
to journey of infinite time
I will beg Divine
to stop
the unstoppable again
And will wait till eternity
for that moment to begin again
calmness, bickering
age old wisdom
city of London
Odd, strange,
alien, deranged
rude, irrational
qualities, quantity
Being of equanimity
what happened to you
unintended hurt
dry grass dirt
life’s consequences
hate and its sequences
never stop,
perceptions change
pennies exchange
with pounds
screams replace
muted sounds
and end of a
short conversation
brief interaction,
strange abrupt end,
tears can’t be send
or manners can’t be lend
hibernate for another day
in the hope of
few seconds of happiness
tomorrow is spring
fresh dew will bring
misery’s conclusion
life’s inclusion
in ordinary existence
Perspectives on Life, the Universe and Everything 