Closed in the jar of fantacy, Of my own utopian sphere, Where, In the hands of divinity all the complexions lie. The moral world with no misdeed. Here, domains don't get old, No fret and wonder what the future will hold. Life goes blissfully as butterfly, With every gleeful entities on earth. The sphere of eternal love and peace, same as beautiful ceaseless sky. Engrossed by the idol beauty of the sphere, I forgot about the real one. Suddenly, the jar of fantacy broke, As I realized and awoke
AFRICA WAS BETTER
Signs of fantasy
Creeping me into ecstasy
Sad signs of destruction
Sinking me by pollution
Signs of good forestry with herbs that cure
Destroyed by fallacy
No way by natural creation
That stings this destruction
To make selfish currency
For our literacy
We sink into destruction.
Africa was better and fine
When greed had not come to dine.
In early morning
we dim lights
holding on to night...
not to let go of dreams.
Remembering fantacy.
Sitting in silence
pondering hope
to sink back to black
to dream again.
A 'little lie' never
stands alone it is
anchored by many
great lies
the freedom a little
lie promises is the
existance of a
unicorn-a mystery
The only short way out a
little lie point is but a
teenagers fantacy of a
perfect man-a lie
Why lie?
From the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew I had to have you.
Wanting you is my secret desire and having you will only complicate things.
Your silky dark shade excites and tantalizes me all at once,
my wants and needs for you is forbidden.
To get lost in you and all your pleasures is my dark fantacy.
I wonder if the taste of your sweet sweetness will lingers on the tip of my tongue.
I invite the aroma of your richness to dance across my nose.
You nudge,you urge,you drive me to the point of no return.
But as I allow myself to succumb to your temptations ... WAIT A MINUTE, I'M ON A DIET
We taunted by those we love,
Fastened by those we meet.
We are endangered by the future,
Rescued by fate.
We are wearied by stage,
Refreshed by ending.
We are put into strife by ambition,
And receded by triumph.
We are afflicated by passion,
Wounded by persuasion.
We are failed by our efforts,
Consoled by our past.
We are shattered by experience,
Reconditioned by consequence.
We are held by false,
And evicted by truth.
We are pursued by gloom,
Eluded by fire.
We are bothered by reality,
Delighted by fantacy.
We are incarcerated by existance,
Set fee by quietus.
A bit of fantasy in the mirror
When I looked at my mirror and such a sight did I see
The reflection in the mirror was looking back at me
Not the one I thought I was but a face I'd never known
Not a happy person that I am ,a very different image was shown
Then putting on my glasses for me to better I could see
The very ugly person in the mirror looking back at me
All at once I remembered I have aids! You can imagine my relief
My hearing aids,glass eyes,not forgetting my false teeth
So when I woke up this morning ,things aren't always what they seem
You see all the things I was seeing were only in my dream
Eros
Empty inside
ripped at the seems
caught up in this fantacy
that exists in my dreams
pretending im okay
when truely i am sad
trying to make it through the day
with the memories that we had
it kills me inside
it cuts me so deep
with this pain that i have
now i cry myself to sleep
its like you dont even care
you moved on so fast
to me it seems unfair
how your just like past .....
regretful and messed up
-Spencer dedicated to Matthew Garcia
DAMSELS IN KUTTANAD
In Kuttanad
The damsels
Never outruns girlhood.
Like lakes,
Stirs in gentle breeze.
In the brook
Perches becomes stars
At their sight.
At the twinkling anklets
Water lilies flushed.
From the untied hair
The blackened shadows flies.
Seeing the ebony bossom
The sky bloomed wide.
TIME
Time
The turbid water
Everyone catches fish.
I'm waiting
turn to come.
FANTACY
Her cotton sari
Ensnared the city
Hands spirited
Neck sought to strangle
Legs fly
Hair soar madness
Ears melted cell phones
Heart collapsed the sky.
DISTORTED
Arabian sea
Encroached the city
With chopped head
And swelled legs.
Clouds fought like black cats
Spirit scented rain raged on.
The world lay
As if in a morgue
Varied dance accrued
Atop it.
View distorted.
days has past and night has come
many things has happen but for now they're all gone
we hade alot of lifes pain and most of lifes fun
we lived the way we could but for now they're all gone
we sleep tonight and say goodnight
dreaming of the fantacy of the past
tomorow has come to be now the presence of time
the day for us to move on with our life
taking a deep breath not looking behind
pulled my hand up and wave good buy
Allow me to take you on a journey beyond your dreams were
love and happiness perfects the scene
where the grass
is all green a little place to clear your thoughts no more
trial and tribulations no more broken hearts a place to
lay and rest free from stress
where you can feel secure
where impure thoughts do not exist
where you can smile and if you cry its happy tears
where you can enjoy your years
grow old in happiness with
the ones you love with not a worry
where your appreciated where the simply things in life mean
something where money is not important where poverty
does not exist
a place where success is no longer a wish
a place where happy
homes are not destroyed what a beautiful and fruitful
place it would be a life of laughter is all but a fantacy for
you and me cause of reality is only one word OPPOSITE
My eyes stripped her naked
Beautiful daughter of the Amazon
As she steals my heart
It was my first Friday kiss
Two tender lips glued in quest
Of the first and last adventure
Their very own life
Her tiny nipples were raven black
To the ending point of no return
He touched her breast with kisses
The faithful motherly moon gave her light
For two Friday lovers
The fox has opened the laps
Of two younger lovers
They took their bath in a
Bath of milk and honey
As the seven candles of the world gave light
Now kissing beyond repair
He mated like the porcupine
While she moaned like
The white peacocks of her child hold adventure
Love and lust the crown of the day
I dont know what intrigues me so deeply
You have curiosity running through my veins
And a fascination for your ways through my brain
You tickle my fantacy
And delight my mind
You bring me peace and ease
With simple conversation I cant deny
I know I could fall in love with you
Without reasons or whys
You are perfection in my eyes
Everything I'm looking for in a man
What is it about you that interests my mind
Its the purest form of confusion
But with so much insight
While kissing you I get lost in time
Where every heart beat has rhyme
And every echo is silent
So do I deny our connection
Or learn to try
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