Saturday, May 12, 2012



Said they,
the eternal
Quest of man is to seek.
The truth. The new.
The reason for our being,
perhaps.
Yet mine ended the day
I had all for myself,
Why seek another world,
When I have you.

Of lies and
of all things old
I cherish dearly
that single moment
you wiped the past clean
of demons that
waged littler wars
in my head and my body
ridden with reminders,
of wounds and scars.
You became the reason to
start afresh,
A chance
so criminally rare
Accorded to so few.
You are my truth.
You are my new.

Bigger purposes.
Greater conquest.
For power. Or fame.
In glory and in shame.
The world has seen
Them all.
But none come close
To finding one’s true self
That’s willingly lost
in another soul.
In life and death.
Together or apart
In you my love,
My capricious soul
sleeps deep,
in a peaceful rest.

All my losses and
all that I lost
dint' go in vain.
For the only battle
That mattered,
I won you.
To you I bow
To you I surrender
Truly.
Unconditionally.
This lifetime.
And all of next
To you I bequest.
Wide awake in your love
I sleep, I sleep
in a peaceful rest.

Wish my love!



On a night as clear as tonight,

Under this spangled tapestry

Lying besides you,
Awash in all its moon lit glory
I wish you'd ask for the stars
Then I would borrow
and melt
Some of the radiance around
And bathe you in it.
But no beauty on earth
would match
The glint in my eyes
That's come to be forever
Each time there's a smile
On your lips and
that beautiful
face of yours all alight.
Just as my heart soars
at the sight of you.
Wish my love
For all our dreams to take flight.



I wish you ask for a song

Then I would make you an anklet
Of stolen sounds from
The rustling of leaves
And swish of the wind chimes
That breaks through this quiet.
I would read the words
On your lips, in your eyes,
Unspoken. Unsaid.
And all that is my heart
Whispering them softly
to you as you hum along.
Just as the each dying star
bring with it a little faith.
Wish my love
For us to forever,
in one another, belong.



I wish I had died because

Then it indeed would mean
I was in heaven.
Where else would an angel have
sought my hands, entwined,
as we walked on clouds.
I counted my blessings
On my fingers.
But my hands are full ,
with your love,
Nestled deep and tender
in the puddle of my palms.
Then there's you by
my side,inside.
And I counted eleven.
Just as I got my wish
Wish my love,
May all that your
Hearts's desire be granted.
Amen! Amen!

Friday, May 4, 2012

BlackOut Tales


The flicker caught my sleepy eye
half shut in the middle of a dream.
And I let a smile escape, a smug one,
as surreal as it may seem.

Like a happy child with
colored candies all licked,
lest you had to share and
a sound beating be risked.

And then the curve inverted
as the flame died.
The dying aroma 
of the scented candle
Lingering on,
in an abyss dark deep and wide.

Annoying,
like the ringing of an alarm
That's gone off,
just when your snooze
slid into deeper waters.
Bathed in serenity and
in the embrace of calm.

And the clock far enough,
out of reach
So you have to move an
inch onto colder sheets
When it has taken
all night of warming.
Like sand arts built
and swept off at the beach.

Now I wonder
of the rough territorial wars
That predators fight.
It's the sense of belonging and
what's yours
Not a question of might.

The want to keep it all
for yourself and to shield
wandering off will only
dilute the power you wield.

I won't light another match
And I sure as hell won't wake.
The buzzing suckers
can have a field day
I'll be the sloth and
won't even swat,
Those blood mongers can
Take the cherry
and while at it ,eat the cake.

I solemnly resolve to not
Relinquish .
My warm bed
And comfortably fluffy pillow.
A battle of will.
Even if it means my dreams are now
Black and white in the dark.
Like the night sky bereft of its moon
The hour is nearly up and
The power should be back.
Anytime.Soon.
I wish. I wish.