Friday, June 28, 2002

A fallen soul

A fallen soul in motion In a worldly ocean Maneuvering through a maze With an unholy gaze The deafening silence of words Amidst flirting bees and birds Disaster stricken moronic souls Exorcising their favorite ghosts and ghouls Like maggots on decay feeding An unholy solemn soul is breeding Materialistic gangrene's serial killings Lustful libido's sexual healing Thus far in sacrilegious fondling Lust in flesh and blood dangling Purity and morality forbidden fruits This soul embraces the way of brutes

Wednesday, June 26, 2002

Behind this successful man, there is a…

A young man at 21 Learning the ropes of life Saw her the first time and she looked oh so fine Eyed by all but I knew she was mine Time passed and years went by My meetings with her never ceased Departing was never so easy We were so much in love She was so receptive to me That I couldn't complain All I wanted was Her, to be mine forever My days happy with her Every night lonelier than the previous one I was sad she couldn't come home To be with me always Seven years and the inevitable happened Circumstances tore us apart Heartbroken and all forlorn I awaited her return Then she was back This time hotter than thou I could now take her home everyday The toast to my success, she was finally here to stay.

Saturday, June 15, 2002

The Book

I began a book With characters a many Gave them great characterizations And a right to thought and progeny With love and hate And all emotions in between Relationships and behaviors Histrionics which ne'er was seen Characters so diverse With the good, bad and the ugly Original situations that none could conceive I looked at my creation smugly Each one a pocket book I handed To contribute their own new story Pen down their experiences Of their lifetimes happy, sad or gory Enrich my book was all I wanted The zest for experiences the only mission Saddened I have been after all these eons The characters I created have forgotten their vision Here I wait with my book incomplete Silently watching my characters go astray Hoping helplessly that they find their vision Sadly, I'm timeless and just can't walk away