I am an island, A lost planet, Floating in the sea of forgotten outer space. A constellation surrounds me, Brighter and more beautiful Than I could ever hope to be. But those bigger, brighter, beautiful stars are so far, far away. And I am so completely lost, Tossed, submerged, drowned, In the murky waters of… Continue reading Lost
Between two good songs When the black sheep of the playlist Starts bleating its ugly sound, One begins to feel All the tiny creases And uneven bumps In the bedsheet And mattress underneath. The nightly pain and sorrows Turn to bruises and burns. Sandwiched by a lowly Earthy bodily ache And a higher Soulful mental… Continue reading The Princess and the Pea
Released from the doubt That plagued me forever, I think I have the answer To the question I did not ask ever. A question I needed to ask But knew not how to frame. Because the answer I received Puts my mental question To shame. The bubble has burst. Unasked questions are always the worst.
My apologies to chance for calling it necessity. My apologies to necessity if I’m mistaken, after all. Please, don’t be angry, happiness, that I take you as my due. May my dead be patient with the way my memories fade. My apologies to time for all the world I overlook each second. My apologies to… Continue reading Poem: Under One Small Star
This is a bad year for good poetry As stale words pop out stale sentiments sprout, The only consolation left to me Is that music hasn’t left me.
I pick up a pen With the urge to write But the wrist Is impaled By the blunt instrument. Lying limp, Like a fresh corpse Turning blue No ink runs out from that wound anymore. No words can be written with congealed blood.
In borrowed blue pajamas I sleep with hope tonight, For happy dreams unclouded sights That are neither blue Not borrowed.
Do you believe That some place out there there’s a doppelganger Just like you Same face and same physique Living breathing alive Maybe she lives An even better life than you though possible Can you imagine That if it were true There’d be hope To exchange lives Even for a single day All you dreams… Continue reading doppelganger dreaming
With the zest of Life’s lemons, Make a sweetened bitter tart. Serve with dollops of creamy love, With icing sugar in equal part. It’s the recipe for a common cold Of a person’s vengeful heart.
What painful madness did you hide in your unconscious? Those blue oceans of sadness That are your sunken eyes, contain the melancholia of the world. Oh Pablo! Do not be anxious! Old age will not be the death of your Youth! Then why do you seem blue? Your blue period is over, isn’t it? Your… Continue reading Blues for Pablo