" To understand just one life, you have to swallow the world." Well i wont open the doors nor the windows to my world, but I'm ready to allow peep-holes!

Friday, July 11, 2008

someday love will find you

Someday love will find you

And ask of where you’ve been

You in your motion picture

Might call it a magical thing

For those of you who stand there looking

It’s the worst kind of sin

With empty eyes

And jagged stares

You’ll pierce its heart

Bleed a voice

It won’t be the wounded love

The incessant cry might be yours

But then maybe

You’ll stay there soundless

Hard and numb

Whispery sorrows waiting to benumb

Feet will be heavy

Ground quick sand

You in the middle

Nothing to understand

Or it might be you

The happy and the creep

Standing there laughing

Calling it nature’s cheek

You the almighty

And god your meddling freak

Better off than that crazy one

Who walks back all the way

Finds love in the middle of the street one day

And traverses the path everyday

Passing by the ghettos

Where those waiting for love’s arrival stay

The crooked and the hungry

Pitiable in their own pathetic way

Tall will stand those who were widowed

By loves helpless way

In eyes of others

Calling for love to show up again

Hoping in the deadened night

Of comfort brought by his arms

Questions crossing thy fruitless brain

When loving will call upon

Which one would you choose to play?

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Sitting in the dark
you look at me
as I wander on
along the lonely street,

Shadows of the moon
follow me
as they make me detest certainity;

Half a penny
is my time's worth
as empty dreams trouble me,

The trees they sway
to a tune unknown
I follow it
even as I bemoan.

Your love
my loss
kindles in a smokey street
where I walk
as if half in ecstasy...