To Vanessa

Hazy, fading pictures awaiting the justification of an artist Strange echoing voices demanding some clarification. A microscopic assertion of a kaleidoscopic impression drawing a break through from a labyrinth....... ......i pity the poet in love I pity the artist, burdened with the onus of drawing the hazy picture clear. A picture anticipated and still imaginery I pity the writer, for burdening his parker pen to lay the answers plain on paper. The answers to accompany the picture I pity the scientist too, for coaxing the machines to magnify the microcosm of a poet in love to an understandable version. The poet in love with Vanessa I pity the poet, for having regained a loving heart once lost, only to surrender the keys yet again and this time.....the master key was not spared .......gone the poet's heart to Vanessa I pity this pit the poet fell in for it is colourfully painted and on all the walls scribbled; SHOW SOME LOVE Love,a picture born out of those hazy,fading pictures Love,an answer to those strange reverberating voices Love,the detected intractible kaleidoscopic virus by the microscope Love,Vanessa is the labyrinth i found the poet wandering ...............drink it Vanessa ITS NOW SAFE