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Saturday, September 3, 2022

The Heart aches, this heart breaks...

The heartbreak,   this heart aches,  what can you say

He , a beauty, who shines ever so brightly what can you say

To see him, I was stricken oh so
A moth to the flame, what can you say

The days go by so fast in his longing
The time stands still when we meet, what can you say

Whenever I looked inside my heart's mirror,
All I could see, a reflection of he, what can you say


Day and night, dawn to dusk, I pined for him so,
As we intertwined in each other till the sunrise, what can you say

Sublime, his presence, personified love itself
His touch oh so overwhelming, what can you say 

Saturday, June 6, 2020

Fury, a quatrain

I seeth with the fire of a thousand suns today
Though the sky covers with rancourous clouds
I cannot hold this fury within me
No longer will I wear it's shroud

Saturday, May 23, 2020

Tuesday, March 17, 2020

I Dared To Love

I dared to love and follow my dreams,
Strangely enough I deemed 
To pursue one's heart's desires
The fire within me stoking higher
Could melt a mountain at it's seems

Wednesday, February 12, 2020

Do you fear now?

Do you fear now?
Do you fear the living
For you are living
For I am living
Do you still fear the living?

The living are the speaking
speaking their living,
Yet you don't fear them speak.  

Words and meanings 
Hand in hand 
Full of the zest of living
The living are the mankind 
Mankind, living 
Yet you do not fear mankind 

You fear the unspoken
That, what hasn't yet happened 
You fear that unhappened,
You fear the unknown of the unhappened

There have been times past
That nothing made any sense
Yet you kept going on
In hopes of hope. 

What do you know...
When lips dare not move
But hands become alive in protest
Showing the way, speaking the truth
Those hands become alive 
Like the morning prayer at the crack of dawn

Do you fear the coming morning and it's light.
For you are that light, so am I.

Across this city, that feared the shadow of a specter, 
No more lurks in it's perfidy.
From the hoardes of humanity, a voice speaks out
In that mankind speaks forth, fearless
Out of the darkness,
Man flows out, like a bubbling fountain

You fear the now, yet you are the Now
So am I, the Now.
You fear the Now. 

Tuesday, November 26, 2019

At the end of the day


At the end of the day, when I repose
And reflect upon the hardships of my toil;
I wish for you, sitting next to me.


You ask me how my day passed.

I sigh and smile at you. It is better now

That I am in your company, for my troubles are forgotten.


The harsh words of strangers strike my heart and cut my soul.

I suffer uncounted pains, but, the very thought of you sustains me.
Nary a moment passes,
nary an hour
When I don’t think of you.
You are on my breath, you are in my blood, you are on my flesh.
I love you now and forever.

Epitaph

Who will remember me when I die,
Not for the want of coin  I won,

Not for the favor of friends gained or lost,
But the good I did, the kindness spoken,

Unbegot, forgotten, unsung,
Who will lament, rue,  and cry
As I am lost to the infinite, the oblivion.

When I  die,  all I want
is for someone
to remember me
No accolades or praise,  nor any award
Just a simple memory,
that he was a good man
loved by some.