My bestie friend has gone away
taken away that faithful day
I can't believe you are really gone
why you go and left me alone
I guess it was time according to God
I cannot shake this oh my God
I just saw you not that long ago
that faithful day you were alone
I feel so lost I dont believe it
I cant even go to see your mother
if I do I know I will cry
I dont want her to see the redness in my eyes
Its been two years I still feel sorrow
Im so lost and wish I could borrow
the strength of someone stronger then me
As I write this I still hope you will remember me
Until that day I will see you around
push the last of the dirt from the ground
one last breathe
one last tear
I miss you my friend
especially when Im still here
Moon night—Moon night—
You're calm & bright.
Stars laugh, give us shine
O! night—There is no sorrow
World has forgotten the past
forgotten all its pain.
Stars—Stars
Everybody Like Stars
All night the heaven sun
Dance on the Grass.
Moonlit night air
comes from the milky way
Carrying Fairy wings
Bringing back a memorable Bay.
At night the stars blanket the shy
At night sleep can't fulfill eye
To see—to touch—
Souls are singing in the dark
Moonlit night comes from heaven
fades away in our courtyard.
STRANGE FLOWER
And so I lay
This dream bouquet
Mourning
One strange flower
Delicate
Her floral death
A prayer
She left unanswered
Without blame
She fell away
A face
A trace of powder
And so I lay
This dream bouquet
Mourning
One strange Flower
*
Whose whispers call
The darkness down
When flowers fall
Are ribbons bound
Their sins absolved
On angel's frowns
Where flowers fall
Are sorrows found
Your heart is so true,so pure
Your smile is always genuine, I am sure.
The feeling of togetherness is one and the same
Best buddies are for each other, as we claim.
The playing of games,the teasing and maze
The moments we share,are better with days.
You are a person, full of energy and fun
I wish to have such a friend, forever, in long run.
You wipe my sorrows,when I am in pain
I enjoy sharing moments, in summer, winter and rain.
You are a hope,a ray of light
I want you,my friend, how much ever we fight.
The bond of friendship, that we share
Is so precious, of course rare.
For me,I know, you are always there
For you,my dear,I equally, care.
You are always there to encourage
You calm me down,when I outrage.
You are a source of happiness and joy
The memories we share,we do enjoy.
Our friendship is a blessing, a treasure
The depth of which, nobody can measure...
Flood tide on flood tide; a night
Of storms awash in.
Dear, as brief a time will run
This pillowed grieving.
Mood of a morning after?
Look of a land then?
Sweetest chirped, smile-budding cracked
Quickly forgetten!
The first gnome to vanish was the autumn one, The one with the pumpkins and ghosts. He was the one that made the holiday bright. The decoration we cherished the most.
Now, everyone knows gnomes have a habit of traveling, though, you’d think they’d stay true to you. Imagine my surprise, when I later realized that the rest of the season’s gnomes vanished, too.
Then, one afternoon, they came marching back in a long miraculous line. In disbelief, I rubbed my eyes.
For you see gnomes are very perceptive, they notice when a loved one is missing from home. And yes, they had gone out to fetch him, and there he was, walking in with the gnomes.
Every day hurts a little more,
Feels like I'm sleeping on a concrete floor.
Every day I feel worse,
Wear my body like a curse.
My energy drained by years of pain,
Every moment lost came with no gain.
So many passions set aside,
So many dreams I learned to hide.
And every day that I look back,
I see the widening of every crack.
A stolen childhood wrapped in shame,
My heart learned how to bear the blame.
A command to smile when I was ill,
But they never let me eat my fill.
Everyone else had needs to be met,
And they haven't even considered mine yet.
Every breath fills my lungs with a fire
That can never match my heart's desire.
Every beat of that treacherous heart
Taught me how to play their part.
Every step I will ever take,
They never thought I had the strength to make.
Yet every day that I awake,
I see again how much it can take.
So here I seek solace among the trees,
No judgement in the gentle breeze.
Here I'll sit and silently weep
For all I've lost and could not keep.
We swam in the teeming torrent of tinged twilight
across the crimson crescendo of stardust salsa
to the broken edge of the nocturnal niche,
melting in the sunburst dulcet dawn, entwining us.
We floated on the ripples of the jasmine breeze
in the wake of satin shadow of catamaran clouds,
and soared high on the cobalt canopy of belonging,
swathed by the tonal tapestry of our lavender love.
In the drizzle of departing twilight you walked away
from my withered garden once an emerald emblem.
Your stride squashed the flower of my longing,
its pining petals lay in my demolished heart’s debris.
I now saunter sullen to the silent sea-shore of sorrow,
my emotions swirl like the crests of broken waves
in the tide of remote time when you were mine.
I fail to discern where the stream I cry flows to lie.
You’ll never know how much I miss you.
While the splinters of my heart weep secretly
furtive tears roll in search of you in ecstasy ruins.
l hide here so nobody sees me cry.
Never pick crops before harvest ,
?Because the sun won't let me rest.
?It was rotten yet never became ripe,
?This is what I got after all that hype .
?
?It bore the seeds of despair,
?It's something I can't repair.
?Stuck in a quagmire of panic,
?Should I...no I tried that tactic.
?Though the seeds looked promising,
?Nothing good comes from fantasizing.
?Thought picking it before harvest I'd still find it in a good state,
?I knew that those fruits were nothing but rot in my fate.
?
?For the bare land that bore them always buried my grudges.
?I guess my heart is hard and never budges.
?For every thought I plough, it sows the seeds of rot and I reap the pain .
?
Around the North Carolina’s red clay
Flue-cured tobacco grown it grows
Seemingly towed bow down, do as I say
Flue-cured tobacco grown it grows
Not as I do, I am older than you
I smoke if you try to smoke you choke
Cough, cough, cough this isn’t a joke
Beneath the views, I choose for I do
Puff away, cough you say,
Burn this not such a puff-puff away
Nor give-give awaiting to inhale
Boy, back N my day you have,
a cigarette in a child’s age
You’ll spend a day in jail
Flue-cured tobacco grown it grows well
Seemingly towed bow down, do as I say
Flue-cured tobacco grown it grows bails
Not as I do, I am older than you
Beneath the views, I choose for I do
I smoke if you try to smoke you choke
Cough, cough, cough this isn’t a joke
Puff, puff, puff cough, cough
Them children should N be smokiN
puff-PUFF-puff
Underneath Orion's Belt
Underneath, my love would rise
Underneath the moon, I knelt
Underneath her loving eyes
Underneath the mistletoe
Underneath a pristine prize
Underneath the ebb and flow
Underneath my lover's thighs
Underneath my hollow heart
Underneath the moonless sky
Underneath, I'm torn apart
Underneath, my love would lay
Underneath my living hell
Underneath, I hope to die
Underneath I pray to dwell
Underneath...my love and I
An empty chair and the twilight,
Falling leaves adrift in the air,
Confetti for the coming night,
To doleful drizzle unaware.
The sun setting in wounded streaks,
A decadence in confinement,
Birds on leafless boughs, so weak,
How were those days of mine spent?
Please don't die on me yet,
Why don't you look and be near?
To a drooping silhouette,
I'm the one imprisoned here.
Surviving the penitence,
That's how to lose a stake,
It's me who passed the sentence,
For the king of mistake.
An empty chair and the twilight,
The early carols sound bleak,
For a heart alone in the night,
Like a fallen leaf that cannot speak.
November 14, 2004
DOLOROUS
Lashes curl
Cast a spell
Eyes, black pearls
Snap their Shells
A Judas kiss
Lays on your lips
A metal ring
Pierced in Hell
A twilight orchid
Bleeds in grey
Across your heart
A wounded Ache
Sorrow, Grief, Misery,
Chain
Wrap your wrists
In poison stain
Remorse, Regret
Roses laced
Across your back
Will never fade
Below your waist
Passion, Pain
Burns
A melancholy flame
Dolorous
/'dol?r?s / dollar-us / adjective / feeling or expressing great sorrow or distress.
I remember little of my childhood.
Or perhaps I remember too much, but all of it in fragments.
Marabá Paulista would wake up before God lit the sun.
First came the smell of packed lunches being prepared—mingling scents
that slipped uninvited through the cracks in the houses' weathered wood.
Then, the diesel fumes and the red dust.
Old trucks, like monsters, rumbled through the streets,
swallowing up the adults and vanishing down the dirt road.
During the day, the town belonged to the children and the elderly.
We thought that was freedom.
At dusk, the trucks returned,
spitting out bodies that were barely alive;
my parents would arrive—worn out, stooped, and weary.
As a boy, I didn't yet know
how to put a name to it.
Today I know:
the trucks didn't just carry workers.
They carried away pieces of childhood.
The day you left this world
I held you tightly….begged you not to leave
Begged you to come back
Living life without you became a blur
I remember driving my car sobbing ,banging the passenger seat
Screaming “Where are you , over and over”
You always sat there
Pain and sorrow consumed me
It took me seven years before l could look at a photo of you
Talk about you without crying or having to walk away
As the years past l eventually could laugh about the funny times
Your quirky cheeky nature and your hilarious antics
I finally could celebrate the uniqueness, joy and entirety of you
My beloved, extraordinary, sweet mum
I miss you …
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