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Monday, July 11, 2011

Impassioned...

tempest

all emotions running loose and WILD
like a TEMPEST on a free-spirited ride
a raging wildfire on a rampage SPREE
a FEVERED soul in a passionate frenzy
seeking respite from the lull of tranquility
from the chill of PASSIVE serenity
ECHOES of muted screams resonated
drowning the SILENCE inside my head

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Sunday, July 10, 2011

Back To My World...

yes, I am back...I haven't really left you...I have been around, watching you...you are the reason why I still linger...you are a part of my world...I keep you there, holding you in a sweet embrace...I heard you calling out from your world...across time and space where meaning truly exists...I reached out to touch your aura...willing the vibes to flow through the realm of dreams into the galaxies beyond...I snatched up a part of your pain...feeding your heart with unwavering faith...infusing your soul with a fresh dose of hope...as always I do and will..from a distance yet not...like a never-ending shower of sparks...lifting your energized soul from the dark that bound you down...hold on tight, don't let go...use your triumphs and defeats to find your answers...carry on...I will never leave you...I'm holding you safe in my heart...be free...

falling woman

Hush now, don't cry
Wipe away the teardrop from your eye
You're lying safe in bed
It was all a bad dream
Spinning in your head
Your mind tricked you to feel the pain
Of someone close to you leaving the game of life
So here it is, another chance
Wide awake you face the day
Your dream is over...or has it just begun?

There's a place I like to hide
A doorway that I run to in the night
Relax child, you were there
But only didn't realize it and you were scared
It's a place where you will learn
To face your fears, retrace the tears
And ride the whims of your mind
Commanding in another world
Suddenly, you hear and see
This magic new dimension

Chorus:
I will be watching over you
I am gonna help you see it through
I will protect you in the night
I am smiling next to you...in silent lucidity

If you open your mind for me
You won't rely on open eyes to see
The walls you built within
Come tumbling down, and a new world will begin
Living twice at once you learn
You're safe from pain in the dream domain
A soul set free to fly
A round trip journey in your head
Master of illusion, can you realize
Your dreams alive, you can be the guide but...


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Saturday, September 26, 2009

Somewhere I See You...

longings
somewhere you are...and I see you...but cannot address you as one to another...the person drawn to a person...I lose my speech...am powerless for all my boundless strength...I am stricken still even as I strain...could I resist you?...am I won't to remember you limned in the skyline of this grey morning?...in forgetting, could I forget you?...would I force myself as one beholden to the sun for strength to yearn for the moon...when in yearning I would reap only the night?...I would deceive myself and pass off the lie as icing that easily dissolves in heat...but even in deception a morsel of truth remains...that you hold me hopelessly enamored...a lump of putty in your hands...

somewhere you are and I see you...and cannot forget you...images of you in the morning sun...the tempest...the rainbow arching across the sky after an afternoon of rain...this longing must cease...this fever must cool...this madness of hurt feelings...this thirst...the sum of what must be unfolded so the spirit might be calmed...

I see you and I become mute...and what has been told remains untold...somewhere beyond the gloom this ceaseless striving and I am near death for sore want...somewhere, beneath the scarlet lips I cannot reach even in my outstretched longing, is your presence...the cooling lake...the passing breeze...the blue sky touching the sapphire water across the horizon...

somewhere out of this madness is my fear...the loneliness of empty nights...dreams which have no end...and a fever of molten regrets...

somewhere I know I shall never find you...

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Saturday, July 4, 2009

A Bit of My Soul...

coffee shop
Nestled in an oversized-sofa, I was staring at the glass of pink guava juice in my hand as i make small talks with a friend. A hint of moving color made me look up and my gaze followed you as you sit at a table across ours.

Our eyes found each other's gaze, locked on a moment too long. I watched the movement of your hand as you bring the cup of coffee to your lips. There is something about your eyes, about your smile, about you.

I stood by the counter and I felt you standing behind me a little closer than would be normal. I felt a tingling warmth creeping within me. I was almost sure you can hear the thumping of my heart. My nostrils flared unwittingly, catching the primal clues of our bodies.

We never see each other again. But a bit of my soul is trapped in that coffee shop forever.

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Wednesday, July 1, 2009

In Pain...

pain
agonizing streaks of unbearable CRIMSON hell
ripping across the living canvas splashed with PAIN
nerve-wracking caresses in relentless rhythm
TORMENTING and dominating the helpless brain
lying motionless in a bed of nails
past the threshold of mute INDIFFERENCE
the disconsolate CRIES seeking to alleviate
the pangs of TORTURE screaming to be heard
running wild in a tireless game of hide and seek
elusive SLEEP would be a welcome treat
slipping in and out of CONSCIOUSNESS
FLIRTING outrageously with the notion of death

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