Again, and again
Lips stained by death
Uttering words—dead, dying, gone forever
Incurably cast to eternal rest
Spoken in whispers
Words drenched in tears
Besieged within antiseptic walls
The grim shadow of Reaper again appears
Pandemonium unfettered
Unmasked villains cloaked in watery layers
An ominous choir
Dancing with ruthless, politicians and liars
A factitious malady
Once bound by walls of glass
Death’s sting unleashed
Fearlessly pilfering one’s breath last
Loved ones menaced
Peers devoured
Papered masks hiding hopeless lies
How many must die in our darkest hours
From bended knee
To a deadpan god I weep
Cowering behind the inequity of man
What you have sowed, you shall now reap
Fists clinched set before trembling lips
Eyes strained by everlasting mist
Spewing words not fit for a god
Questioning aloud, did you ever exist
God of mine, unveil the truth
Ere another dies
Lover, friend or innocent youth
Forbid dear Abba, that it be I
Sorrow in the Land of Desolation
Too often my lips stained by Death
Friends, family…and God now gone
Tell me please, what have I left?
Time’s never obliged ~
Heedless, impetuous fame
Exacerbates traits…
But factitious facades fade
UV-rays on gelcoats, craze…
Retouch, unfinished ~
Tide oblivious, streams on
Rising and ebbing…
Eyes old smile recognition
Young ones urge explanation…
Names so soon obscure ~
Ocean sinking impetus
Leaves afloat, excerpts…
Darn! That cannonball race zipped!
Speedy generations flash…
(3/7/2021: Caribbean, Windmill Cove)
laden in the semblance of the lifeless
i curled my mind, nesting in the umbrage
of memories that haunt more than touch
unable to soar within the wind's of time
she begged me to fly, wrap my wings around faith
offer her comfort, make promises she knows i can't keep
yet my words fall darkened like november days upon her deafness
my shoulders carry her weight as her silence screams aloud
i see the bony fingers of darkness pointing
at yet another encompassed in my coalition
she knows he's come for her, i see the fear
in her downcast eyes, as tears trail my back
i pretend to be tethered on strings of hope
ensconce my fears with factitious smiles
praying she doesn't see the forlorn looming
as i suppress my own tears through a stammer of words
while cursing death beneath my breath, unsettled within
i clamber the ground on deflected knees, hands enclosed
in sullenness my words are uplifted on a zephyr of last breaths
bore of a dozen souls lost as i withdrawal in this unrest of fate once more
November 11, 2019
The BBS has the tracks of how your gestations condescend,
your keyboard is where your fingers time and again stumble.
Numb and dumb, short-winded nib despairs of the scutwork's end;
In regard to your mumpsimus, succumbing to ink inundation, prostrate paper ceases to mumble.
Once arises the idea of an art creation, ineffably blent
or the one free from the rough-and-tumble,
pristine pulchritude, original mindscapes' most faithful fere,
shrinks and shrivels the way Venus dodges factitious smear.
1. All I want is an increase in bonding
and on that smile to be a shareholder
watching the growth of your guts silently
to tenderly tame a curious filly
and put our hearts to a lovely feast
Chorus
I’m trying to make you see
I’m trying to make you know
I’m wishing to make you feel
that your heart is all I need
2. Let me shield your errors with a bumper
allow me mend those cracks love, with my splint
I’ll make those pains exist in brevity
making sure your shame and worry don’t bloat
to raise happy moments, never to slump
Chorus
I’m trying to make you see
I’m trying to make you know
I’m wishing to make you feel
that your heart is all I need
3. In the land of beauty, you are sovereign
perceived so perfect as I stay snowblind
your resistance seemingly factitious
clearly flaunting your charm on a showboat
but to another, you showed the sky light
Chorus X2
I’m trying to make you see
I’m trying to make you know
I’m wishing to make you feel
that your heart is all I need
So cute so cute like a teddy wool
Curly hair soft tender age but you are not fool
You are the earth precious gem while
Because you adore always with smile
Playing with teddy in a grassy land elbow
You look colorful in the rainbow
Everyone glean goes in childhood
You beauty is like an angel not factitious
And you are in everyone’s eye precious
8/6/2016
Audacious individuals lack sound judgment
Blow-hard opinions vastly inflates ego
Confidence is exceedingly overwhelming
Delusions of grandeur are clearly evident
Engaged in destructive selfish behavior
Factitious self-importance dilutes potential
Gratuitous toxic actions contaminate the collective consciousness
Hedonistic mindset hinders humanity
If my behaviour is rude or objectionable.
What I need to learn to make it sustainable?
I studied surrealism and swathe me susceptible,
To concrete relations to develop surmountable,
But I temporize to learn your surreptitious gamble.
Then your religion adopted me a non religious,
And treated a birth distortion in human factitious,
Factotum a fait accompli not identifiable crush,
My soul is evil not a body needs purification by hydrous.
My kindness and forgiveness converted me a feeble.
But hypertension shows me your hygienic hyperbola,
To curse my appetite not your spare to gain Lola,
You feel cold and hot and used me to assemble cola,
How can I excuse my children remember your Bola?
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