You were my star
The one I kept looking from afar
The one that, even among millions
Was the only one my eyes could see
I spent endless nights
Talking to you
Praying for you
Thanking God for your existence
Yet I wonder
If the stars weren’t made to hurt
Why are they always drawn so sharply ?
If they were never meant to wound
Why do they have pointed edges ?
I never thought
That something so beautiful
Could cut so deeply
Could be so cruel and heartless
Yet
You proved me wrong
You, my sharpened star
And So Un-Necessary.
But Necessity Is Opinionated.
I Guess So.
Perhaps I Should've Learned
How To PACE MYSELF.
I Still Don't Know What
That Means... Is That A
Feature, A Characteristic
I Missed, So I Won’t Mature
Establishment-ly?
Well, Yeah, So Un-Needlessly
Cruel... But, We Gotta'
Pace Ourselves...
Every Solemn Life Forms...
An Unquestionable Bond.
Every Ambitious Tiny Ant,
Every Sparrow's Fallen Perch.
All Contend. Keep Pace?
Owww.
Armor Callous.
-Gray Squirrel
03-12-2026
I'm vain.
I thought myself as great but then,
What of all the disdain?
They are saying different truths than what I believe to be true,
What does that mean?
Your truth burn away my flesh, burn up my soul.
Nobody matters to me anymore
Forgive me, I've become a heartless ghoul.
Verse 1
Girlfriend Trouble
Pain
Hard
feelings
take hold.
A fight with her,
the one I care for,
and everything now
feels broken and heavy.
I just don't know what to do.
Why does love have to hurt this much?
Verse 2
Time Waits For no One
Tick.
The clock,
quiet machine,
Eat our youth whole,
Chews love into dust,
Leaves bones of memory,
Still,chase its shadow's tail,
Calling seconds by sacred names,
Pretending they'll stop if we sing the song,
We keep on running from the final tick
Verse 3
The River Forgets no Face
Flow.
Limps on
Through our sins
Washing lies away clean,
It hums to the drowned ones
Names carved in its ripples,
Even the mud remembers feet
No step unseen,no crime erased now,
The river keeps our softest griefs always,
Its ancient water never forgets a single
face
Dunk in world, taint-less still I’ll be,
Man of the world, world-less still be.
Come, stitch a patch of love ‘pon me
So that my life loveless not be.
Death, yours be the only bed, where
I sleep and keep grace still with me.
Journey of life that scarce goes straight,
As man way-lost would digress me.
Amidst all this heartless ho hum,
My work still reader-less might be.
________________________
Ghazal |11.11.2025 | life, love, sleep, world, work
(“With Love”, 2017, original encaustic)
Heartless
Tonight I burn a candle
And think about how heartless humanity has become.
Has it always been this way
Or is it a sign of the times?
I’m no reader of the Bible
But today I heard a quote from it
That hit home,
“As sin increases, the hearts of people will grow cold.”
And it makes me cold
To feel this chill radiating off of so many,
And it makes me consciously kindle
The sacred fire within my own.
Amen, I say, quietly
For the many.
(9/10/25)
Empty apologizes
Heartless words
Killing me mentally-till Its all blurred
Pulling me away from everything I know
Telling me you love me
But your words cut straight to the bone
Taking your time letting me cry
Hoping one day we run out of time
Why won't you ever let me say goodbye
Let me go...let me leave
I'm begging on my knees
Please please please
Don't keep me here
Let me face my fears
Please let me out
Im drowning in my tears
Emotional abuse till my days are through
Seeing red across the room
You drug me through the dirt
Just to feel alert
Empty apologizes
Heartless words
Killing me mentally-till Its a blurred
Sometimes there’re no words
To describe amethyst angst
Discard broken heart
There are two sides to my buddy,
heartless and friendly.
But if you stretch it to three
there's diplomatically deadly.
Heartless and deadly,
it doesn't translate at all exactly,
that she's mean and cruel,
It's just that I can be forgettable.
When friendly is lost in heartless,
I fall into a Shakespearean tragedy.
My emotions
start to cut me into countless feelings,
"To be, or not to be".
Then from a nearer era
famous lines from that song Que Sera, Sera,
with grit,
rolls right on to my feeling's
misunderstood street,
and I think, heartless or friendly,
buddy will remain my buddy always as lovely.
(18.02.2025)
When your heartless person
And do bad things to hurt others
But thinks that it’s funny
Keep living because your
Day is coming, someone is
Going to do you worst
I was but a tin man,
A cold and heartless can,
Frozen solid stuck on my feet,
But then I heard a beat,
It was you that oiled my joints,
Many unrivaled selfless points,
You cared for this piece of tin,
To give life where none had been,
Caring for me with little rest,
Until again a beat from my chest,
Showing me what true love was about,
Recovering a can when he was down and out.
Pale blue, pale yellow, pale green.
Flowers die,
Plants, birds, animals,
Why do you need a name?
There will be dust, storm, cyclone.
In there, what will you wish for?
This trail, this narrow path, this green belt,
But something erodes them,
We can’t trace them back.
Now a metal road, wide, it’s heartless.
We are travelling fast, faster than light,
Are we? Will we ever be?
Will you be the next? They ask.
Either way, it’s an end. A sad end.
……………………………………………………….
You are like a steep mountain
Those with gait disorder do fall
You promise and then disappoint without care
Give me the reason I must trust you
So long, I am scared of you
You got galaxy of victims in this world
Wounded in their spirits with broken hearts
At first you were their hearts desire
Today you are the weapon that left them in demise
You are created as a beautiful blessing
But now you are a scary curse
No one does not feel you yet fear you
You are a cruel liar
Your great happiness is just myth
Nobody taste the truth in you
You always fail dismally with distinction
I feel sorry for those loving you
You are a heartless cheater
Many lost their names seeking for you
You taught some to hate
Others witness loneliness in your company
Give me the reason to trust you
For now, I feel, I fall mostly I feel you
In the soul of’
A heartless man
There is nothing
No love or affection
For anyone but himself
Once again, they horde the fuel
Tricking everyone to blame the gov't spoil.
Weeks ago, they pledged loyalty
To serve her faithfully with all might
Yet here they are, inflating prices, pocketing taxes.
They saluted the flag with pride so grand
But in their eyes, Sierra Leone is a battlefield
Where, like a jungle, the fittest survives
Even if leaving compatriots to die
To a grueling inferno on a highway drive.
Like a puppeteers, they toy with prices
Steal and champion every vice there is
Their loyalty to the country is a hollow shell
Where offsprings of deception dwell
Their places of worship arenas to trample the hearts of their compatriots
Treating each of us like idiots.
A heartless patriot, an empty shelf
Striving to fill up, putting country behind self.
Wretched monsters by all indication
Boasting of knowledge and the best education
But the day of reckoning looms, where truth will eclipse their deceit.
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