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Thursday, November 15, 2018

A Rebirth

What happened to those things inside me?
Where did my melancholy go?
I remember myself
And yet that is still me
Could it be real this alchemy
That has calmed me down
To a feeling I have never known
And yet could it be
That I value it not
This lightness of being
This health in my mind
And this joy of my new dance
What happened to the clouds?
What happened to the brooding silences?
May be it was somebody else
May be somebody stole me

Tuesday, June 21, 2016

Relations

Would there be a strain without them?
What is it to stay just there?
Too many people have failed she says
And yet they strive
To stick to the ways of old
Why must they keep themselves?
In the chains of rust
The neglect of the artists
Will one day take their toll
Fear the future
Where they stay in belief
And ignore truth

Thursday, December 26, 2013

Return'd

A week goes by without an eyelid bat'd
Soon a month and then a year
As she jived across that room night last
I asked if time had slowed down
In the morn, there was a change
Time was slower still
The scent of a spice lingered longer
And, once again, people seemed antish
It was time to stop
And look at the pastures
And the rocks looking down on me
And take pride in my creations.

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Behold!

If I walked into your eyes
And sang a little word
And I meant it not at all
With lies on my face
Would you think of me the world
Or would you cry with shame unrestrained

There are places in this land
That I have seen not yet
There are sights of horizons vast
That I have sighed at not yet
With you I hope to walk
Onto a dusty path soon
Until the day that dawns
When swallowed I am whole
Into a fiery inferno
Of commitments torturous
To rest on my back
With a heavy leaded heart
And drown in the air I breathe

With the hope that nothing happens

Monday, September 2, 2013

A letter for my love

Your history speaks of you
Things have changed and
You are a product of what has happened
In time gone by

Your ignorant mind
Thinks the world of what is today
And hurries forward
In pursuit of a perfect dream

There are things
That haunt you even today
When you sit up in bed
And think of what may

You have lost belief
In what you feel today
And you are fooled
By the horrors of the past

What happens now you ask?
The same that has been
A warm promise
And a rested mind

Sunday, June 16, 2013

A Child in June

It was a whisper in a vast field
The memory I had hidden away
It came back with an odd vengeance
And I recognise little of it now

The rains smell different today
As though a burden lifted from a weary earth
The air seems cleaner
It makes me light

'Tis just a rational exuberance
Like falling from the skies
There is no magic there
Only a potent promise ahead