All about loving you ...

Loving comes easy
when you don't even realize

it flows so true

Living is disbelieving
when I turn back to the memory
of living without you

We've been around, both
me and you
we've seen the thunder
and we've held
that summer true

There is no saying what
brought us near
except perhaps
it just was so right

Ask me, if you may
how are we close
even as we're so far

Look within and you'll know
Loving you
is living more than I never knew

How good is dreaming now?
I've been dreaming all this time

It's time we live for a dream
to know how well we are
alive

It's time we live to live

to know

all that we missed

while those knocking cried ...

To know what love is

while all we get

is hatred from world outside

The feeling that love brings

upon which we could

never confide

Drift

The water in the stream
is threatening to split,
the undercurrent is mellow
but is threatened to bits

The evil divide
is the clipping
of its wings
the winged delight
is when its hassled in sync

The motion is circular
and the altercation
is for none to ignore
the current is mild
but the twister
is reaching to the mantle
and not just core ...

The sand castles have
long made way,
the dew melted them
and the sun
turned them into clay

The tress, the flowers,
the birds and the wind
are all searching
for answers
that are only ignited
by the wind

Where's the reason
for the defilement?
I'm just beginning
and they're asking me
to taste the sand

I'm gonna flow
drifting away
from right where I belong
to every where
they never though there'd be ways ...

A mouthful of sky

The Aztec blue
of my window pane
and
emerald green of
those mushrooming
bonsai leaves
so many colors
in the wake
of my eye
and
but one to wake
up my dreams

The tangerine essence
of that someone aloof
and
the nonchalance
in the epiphany
that your life
is lingering lullaby
and
we're awake but to sleep

Glancing through
the mirror images
of those
with whom
I shared living ways
I return to the conclusion
nothing that matters
ever stays

Flipping through
the pages I
never realized were
blank designed
Kept searching for meanings
and reasons
when life didn't teach
me where to find

The scrapings on the wall
were fast failing to bind
the shadows on the
ceilings, were never dark
enough to blind
And once wind swept through
murky doors
I knew
we were all headed
to the shore

I looked up
when silver rain fell
from the sky
I drowned myself
in shelter that hid
trickling droplets
from your eye

Words were just
superlative
Words are just
so godforsaken
vacuous, imbecile
and incomplete

When I was looking
for things I could keep
I found my self losing
less sleep
when all I never had
turned out to
be all that
I never would need

Tomorrow may be raining
and the winds may no longer
blow
I may not have
hands to shield me
but I'll know
why its time to go

I leave behind
no tangible legacies
or teary eyed good bye's
I'll not be craving for a farewell
when I'd know
I got it all
whilst alive

What am I left with
when I die...

A handful of land
and
a mouthful of sky ...

Horror'scope'

They predicted with

blasphemy


what I never spoke


Held back with dignity


what I was prompted to say,
but never spoke


I testify the truth
is bland
to all those
who make merrily
delight



Lie gets one high,
though
truth is the vision




No grimace, I'd vie
So lets look at the prediction
tonight
Destiny has is
that you're going down



miracle says
you're coming back alive

And they say it everyday


until you fall for it
or off without it



Candidly admitting what

you wanted them to say



Of life and pain,
separation and gain


no facet untouched no

emotion


that would reveal more than

it would say



'Today is the day of reckoning'
'Make it happen while you may'


'If's and but's will come to plague you'





and that is when you


turn away


fall behind the shades


and let the horrors scope their way ...