Thou and I Like a white cat and a black bat one chasing the other, and bother! I mourn not that you chase me, I mourn that you cage me. When? Where? Who? All sorts of questions, Can’t you just trust me? Can’t you love me as I love you? I love you beyond description […]
Tag: love
Pure Man
The love of a woman is all that a man asks for, Pure, Yet, A woman asks for all, Life and afterlife, Like birds we live, In cages, of one’s own making, Aching and aching to fly Like butterflies, seeking Freedom in wonders of life, But here she is, standing and guarding like a three-headed […]
To ___
Dear lover, They say love is tragical and illogical, But I say otherwise As if I was wise, ‘Love is magical and logical’ I say otherwise Not because I’m wise, I say otherwise, Because I’d a glimpse at your eyes.
Cain’s Son
When the Shores of Lies cries, “To live or not to live” I hide under a blanket of a large size, No voice, no noise, just a shiver of five. I lonely boy in misery, Hiding under a reddish blanket, At the house empty, old, ruined, and no pleasury just treachery, Blood on blood of […]
The Kiss
One kiss here another there like a boy on a stair, One step here another there, High he climbs till he spots a glare, -And then like a bear he clutches and blotches, as if he were the rightful heir.
The Dweller
The man who dwells alone, under the sorrow of the moon, with a cry of many groan, shall leave the world with a manner of swoon, And for what? For A spoon?! And why? Is it love? Love is death, love is joy and pain, love is a boy with no brain. You who dwell […]
The Bad Duchess
I was just a boy, with nothing other than joy, A youth, with nothing other than truth. And you, you, were just a streaming fire, with nothing, other than desire, A liar, and nothing other than a slyer.
Queen
Thou the Queen of mirrors, Thou love of all man hearts, Thou who all man desire, The fruit that they cant have, Shall live, and live, and live for Thou the Queen of hearts.
Want
This is what I want, to kiss her day and night for she is my heart’s light, and without her I can’t fight.
Who am I?
I and who I, the kid who found a lie, I and who I, the kid who can’t fly. The kid who loved, and never be-loved, the kid who stayed, and never fade.
Words of a Poet 