An endless dream

On the endless seashores of my drowsy deep dreams i feel fresh and wet sands to tickle softly my footprints and a mysterious warm wind to brush softly and gently my thoughts unconsciously, with sweetness as the silky smiles of your fascinating face in my mind touch and caress me with deep tenderness

Your divine eyes

Under that celestial vault of your bewitching eyes divine, candid, full of stars that warm and illuminate softly, sweetly my heart with their charming light Your glances that emerge from the eloquent silence of those dream lover clouds in your amorous eyes Still brush and gently caress my face with the silky hands of my transparent memories When I think of your kisses blossoming upon your lips seductive and passionate Through your love words you whisper into the ear of my evanescent dreams

whose house

whose house is this ? silence crawls on night slowly like bugs I stretch my limbs under warm woolen rugs, a shrill cry of the moth and whistle of house cricket dueling under my bed to have their accounts set, The sound of feasting ants from a slit of wall half sleepy I hear lover flea's invitation call, two pigeons making love near ventilation hole my existence feels affiliation with nature's whole, a spark of the firefly in the black night reminds a fall of star once shining bright, a mosquito murmurs a secret in my ears an expansion of universe my eager heart hears, a house within the house within the house I live mine is not mine this foolish mind can't believe

Isolation

The validation of this horror Has finally cleansed my mind Rid me of false hopes Ringing through my head Like a song of salvation Revealing that solitude is the way There is no choice Only acceptance in this reality Nothing is to be said or done All that is left Is to find comfort in isolation Close the door and let me sleep Until the day the world crumbles There's no need to save me Or raise up my spirits The truth never changes Avoiding it is senseless Embrace the fact That we are all alone

SoulSpeak

"Soulspeak" Whispers moonlight breezes, Mysting drifts and lunar freezes, Evenings spilled through crackling branches, Fleeting forms in shadow dances, Earthen tendrils, creeping, pulling Undercurrents, rising, swelling, Rolling tremors, distant thunder, Mountains quaking, torn asunder, Souls and shapes of times antique: Hear you now the words they speak?

The need

Impulsive desires Reckless beyond danger Longing for the wrong Craving for this disaster The thrill of this horror Corrupt in every sense The fire burns Brighter then my intentions Come and dine with me On this feast of deception I'll disappear in the scent of your insides Fade into your grasp Lose all control in your world Touch me just once In the way it was meant to be Always was suppose to be The way I need it to be

"Wild Cat"

O' my wild cat Let me come into your wild world Smart, swift, black, bold Crossing brushwood And seizing easily, You hunt fast Alas! I am a tamed rabbit Diffident, hesitant, still, silent O' my wild cat Let me break the chains And come into your wild world

Deep place desire

Those eyes speak to me in whispers Crawling inside my mind Feeding off of these desires Oh what I would give for that To peer inside your head Pull back those iron curtains And see your deep pitted core Just one glimpse would be suffice If only you knew Just how badly I need this I would throw the world away To be able to taste such delicate skin But time has betrayed us both Placing us in a world Where this is not meant to be Atleast not for the moment But these desires still burn Right down to the bone So keep your distance For waiting is not something my kind does well

Returning Home

This is a wasteland One that from time to time I came back to In desperation to save those who have a chance But she doesn't have one She is the cause of this decay Her sickness spreads amongst this house Eating away at those she's suppose to love I look at her and I see emptiness I look at her and see the bottom of that bottle She projects such hate and blame but the fault is never her's Pointing the finger at who ever passes by She has no vision left No sense of reality She see's her own sorrow and the pain she has created herself I watch as she hurts her children because she has no love for herself One day she will carry the shame One day she will see when everyone walks away That it was her that destroyed her world and her alone

Is it enough?

The loss of hope for one idea has been reborn in another, not by choice but by feeling. But to abandon the safe path for the one with unseen horrors I can not, atleast not yet. For how can I be in two place's at once, though there's dreaming of walking down that other road, is it enough? Maybe in another time Maybe in another life I will walk your forbidden path

Feel You

Take these fatigued flowers secretly blooming and fading under the indomitable shadow so mysterious and haunting of your omnipresent absence insupportable and obstinate always vibrating every fiber of my deepest misty soul in this mortal human body profound and unknown under these sweet hopes blooming like red roses unaware of their being in my amorous heart I feel your presence perfumed, transparent penetrating me like a rainbow so insidiously through the wide-open window of my diaphanous dreams

Relevance

“Modern day practices dictate that “An item is only relevant to the cognitive mind if it inspires further thought or association. It further dictates that “That which is not of relevance to the mind, might only be applied when the benefits outweigh the alternative.”