What's for us now? - he wasn't alone - He echoed with blistered red eyes The muscles of every word, gripped ferociously my mind, like that since I was born Legs and heart groan in silence A sense of wrong, lingering at the right time Enough time have consumed, what to me has gone wrong … Continue reading METAMORPHOSIS
Each of the shadow carried on the wall of two hearts Two hearts like two cities with one inside the other Is it a mist, or wholly true? Let Daniel say so The shadow comes in the morning brighter in the night Dark and invisibly deep burying part of long hours Every flicker of restraint … Continue reading Belteshazzar
What's for us now? - He was not alone - He echoed with blistered red eyes The muscle of every word gripped ferociously my mind, as since when I was born Legs and heart groan in silence The sense of wrong at the right time Enough time have consumed, what to me, has gone wrong now … Continue reading Adam’s apple
Your face making headway My mind remained quiet I looked for the treasured whispers And the round echoes broken silence and sound ghosts Is this glass to blame? For its very biting pours Sliding through my heart Numbers upon untold numbers Mending threads cutting every scar Can I be that tough and cry in the dark Until the smile blinks in the broken sky Like the ring of gold turning black
Come around soon And lets hold merry hands Under the the blistery moon Come around and take Me up, truth be told If nothing else for living’s sake Come around please I'm getting more faithless While lonely heart unease Come around still The hollow seashore footpath And the last broken piece of me fill
The day is dead and the night lingers Down by the river, It’s been a while All I remember is washing through my fingers I called you in the quiet, Where did you go What will you bring from the watery ghost If I walk through this darkness and cold blaze Would it be the gentle touch of warm hands - like always? I think this is the last time, We’d be in circles - Wont we? Why should I be happy, many bones in my closet Hope broken down, I’m drowning
The seed we planted -- sweat and blood The soil I followed Now puts on its lonely colour So reluctant that no idea can grow Even if the field is filled To the brink of our flaming emotions Would our seed die And our effort be wasted?
I can’t love you Even if my heart would sink What is sure, what is true? Still I pray, not in fear For courage that If I dare love Where would I start.
You came smiling with a calm Sharp passion Like the charismatic rays of the African sunset Twice as bright and early You took me down your straight path I followed loyally With solemn affection Your eerie eyes upon me The eyes of a ghost Coming to take its last victim I was deep inside The … Continue reading Between two rivers
Hearing purified pictures Jump form one branch to another On the tree of despondence A strange tree with strained foliage I wonder Upward like libations to Osa It sprouts, branching aimlessly Seeing my heart cry In the darkness of afternoon Urging and pondering loud With whispers familiar From this heinous abode.