Scared the ever-living hell out of me
Scared the ever-living hell out of me, when I thought you had lost it. Your beautiful mind, God’s greatest gift to you. It’s safe and sound behind skull bars, at rest sometimes but awake in eventuality.
Time slice If we never see the light of day again If the clouds decide to suffocate the rain If the darkness swallows you and you’re in pain We’ll always have today A slice of time when we are sane A slice of time we’re not insane
Worms You’ve opened up a can of worms The very ones who’ll feed on you The worm village that used to roam For flesh that tastes as good as you
Typhoon Stop flapping your feet and hands . Let it settle now. Or flap them fast enough that it circles back into stillness. You’re not a skippable stone, but a typhoon.
Count your blessings lest they get dangled in front of you, just out of reach.
It’s true what they say. You really do break through the fabric of reality on a casual Saturday.
Filter in, strictly useful, strictly in accordance to the agenda. Filter out, everything else. Enter.
Confusion Things you don’t, no, can’t understand Bring you comfort, when you can’t stand Your outer shell’s lack of resistance That sifting sand upon more sand
Dragons Travel back in memory lane Read, reread and reattain Show me that existence plane Where you and I remain
Tell me now, go and explain What goes on inside that brain When you sit inside that train That passes by in vain
What did you, my comrade, gain? When you tried to entertain Something that did not contain Nectars of selfless grain
Bloodless hounds and bloody stain Somehow, I could not untrain Every crease and every strain Now stuck inside a drain
Queenless kingless horror reign No, not even Novocaine Struck inside that pretty vein Where every dragon’s slain
Babies surely had to wane All that knowledge, all that pain Falling, injured, ankle sprain Stay alive, I will sustain
Inspiration What possession You, to mention See the light of day Had a mission Glad addition Sunshine’s perfect ray
شَمْسُ تُعاهِدُني عَلى إحْراقِهِ قمرٌ يُناديني، تَسَوَّلَ هاتِهِ قَدْ مَرَّنا أَمْرٌ، عَلى إِشْراقِهِ ما لَلَّوائِحِ تَسْتَمِرُّ، طَوابِعْ؟
ريحٌ تَمُرُّ بِهِ، تَلوذُ بِهائِهِ تَسْمو لَهُ الًأقْدارُ، لِاسْتِشْفائِهِ تَرْنو وَتَسْمَعُ مِنْهُ صَوْتَ مَسائِهِ قَدْ طافَ وَقْتٌ، تَمَّ وَدْعُ وَدائِعْ
Obscure reference Silent speaker Muffled scream Promise keeper
Muddy witness Planted feet Roots untangled Empty street Waves unbroken Angry heat Sharpened breath A selfish seat Frozen cream That’s very sweet Save me from That rapid fleet
Not a victim, not a villain Not an empty watermelon Panadol and penicillin Just another day in prison You were long ago forgiven Given larger shoes to fill in Days you had a brighter vision For the future, dumb decision
My confidant, my enemy Your sword is double-edged You stab and then console me Your wounds are so unhinged They’re self-inflicted, no? Supposedly, alleged
You’ve never liked my company So why do you complain? My gibberish of a symphony You never could entrain
Pharaonic kitten I am very smitten You remain unhidden Even when you are
Finger barely bitten By a snake unwritten In a book that’s hidden Long ago and far
Lord smite you for interrupting River’s river, now reflowing Go away, and let me hear it For it has a lot to say
Thanks a lot for interfering Now it grows deformed and tilting Breathe so loud, you almost miss it Stop talking, then you can stay
Pourquoi, mon amour ? pas le tien, mon cœur brûle en enfer et laissez-moi tranquille
I search for you In all my books I look for you In rhythmic hooks I follow you Crannies and nooks So, where are you? Somebody looks Like you, yes, you In common crooks I see your face In pocketbooks I catch a smell Somebody cooks For you to eat It stays untouched
One’s my heart And one’s my soul How could you make me choose? What is the point And what’s the goal? When either way I lose How could you break a parent’s heart For what? What is the use?
Your existence Agitates me No assistance Let me be Needing distance God, I plea Inconsistence Set me free
Your insistence Irritates me Not one instance Guarantee No resistance Innovate me Hold a stance Or absolve me
When inspiration calls, you answer.
Every time I see a bird I wish my sister saw it Every cat that ever purred In laps of strangers, comets Everything ever occurred I’m waiting for a comment
You reach the final rock You lift it up and underneath That analogic clock You find it easier to breathe
Who knew the beauty was the brain behind the operation in the end?
Fleeting moment pulling string from past to now
Vortex center Mandala Interpreter Granola
Indescribable Unspeakable Unfathomable And Ineffable
Receptive slate Reverberate We do not hate Go and be great Reciprocate An open gate A turn of fate An empty plate
Hell is where I can no longer comprehend The written word, object of curiosity until the end
There, a life unlived, forever crystallized as tears.
Forest Quickly before the elves come back The limbs intact, the mountain sack When will they start to interact? With nimble hearts, their fangs retract
What can you do about the facts When moons are red and windows crack They tear and stare and turn to black Rejoin forces and wait, now you can reattack
Hollowed out doorways along the track Moldy gray zones, storms and contracts Unspecified specimen wander in the back Lost and irredeemable, covered inside a shack
When suddenly you hear, that one familiar pack Under your eye an ornament, a call, an old contact Put me away, they screamed, and then there was a whack Maybe the wait was all along, a noted lumberjack
Pond There in the pond There was a duck It was yellow I was struck
There in the pond There was a song Waiting to be sung Wanting to be realized
Rose’s funeral Why do they do it? How do they stay? In a place where roses go to die
Just stop and think Stare and unblink We can’t go on like this In a world expired In a world so tired
Death Chant Death is upon us all Won’t matter how we stall The ending, the white wall Chants sung around the hall
Stanza What’s a stanza to a poet He can somehow overthrow it And it still becomes a wonder Deep down, I think you know it
Notes and coats Moment of truth Hands off my notes Not one tooth Velvet coats
Hint Want to invent Time well spent Legs are bent Element
Adieu Long division, shorter few Know the answer, finally
Keep your options, wear your shoes Don’t apologize to thee
Paint a picture of a zoo Peacocks there, and monkeys too
Annotate and enter, view Show and entertain the crew In a way I think they knew More than me and more than you
That in the end, my dearest friend We all have to bid adieu
From a distant point it’s moot You know there’s no me and you
Unimportant point of view Happens to be sold as true
Midnight Ice-cream trip Impatient gluttonous monster Microwaving ice’s cream
I suppose you’d have to wonder Why do cats and poets scream
Sun Gold Golden sun, set Earring to get
Oh mighty snake My stupidest mistake
You prefabricate The end, the old heartache *