1:03 am

I write that which is beautiful, like those gentle stories from your lips, of  hate, of love, of sadness, and bliss. I write that which is beautiful, yet dangerous and kind, I’d write it on a paper — not, but in my lifetime.

12:59 am

You give me that heartbeat I lost years back, Now take away all that is me, Since I’m lost — in the beauty of us, Lost in the beauty of this whole new possibility.

Will You Take Me to Venus?

Will you take me to Venus, where all other men have been? In my bed for centuries, frustrated and wondering.        

What if the Dawn does Break, Not?

“Maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there’s a tomorrow. Maybe for you there’s one thousand tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around in it, let it slide like coins through your fingers. So much time you can waste it. But for some of…

Quintessence of Hope

Curtains fall in so a graceful manner, A milky twilight beams o’er pines and shore, Modest ripples hum a song that sobers, Mind that seeks shelter from a day’s remorse. Galaxy of lights trickles on faces, Contemplating souls are showered with flame, Knee-bending heaven on every cheek it kisses, To ease the heart for its…

November Rain

Moon’s silent beam breaks into these windows, Unfolding truth in its pitch-black shadow, Bare coffin’s filled with memories of yore, Deep into the heart of thy weary love’s barrow. Gentle, cold whisper that kisses thy skin, Saddens the rhythm of pouring rain, Heard from afar is thy man that sings, A song of surrender of…

Life and Death

It’s in every wilting blade of grass, In fainting stars up the heavens above, In shallow streams about to run dry, Caught in the middle of death and life. In a rainbow that’s disappearing, Leaving from the vision of a child, In hearts sunken by feelings, Of distrust, hatred, and lies. It’s in between varying…