Her short skirt clings.
I consider her thighs to be too thick.
High heels click.
Nevertheless, I watch her walk away.
The thumb and index finger
of one hand commence
to rub together like the legs of a cicada.
She has rhythm.
Thoughts buzz from ear to ear.
My mind is as sticky as flypaper.
Nevertheless
Your cunning diversion not that of an entertaining notion
For the words spilled nill of a heart felt corelation
Perhaps another try just might spark a relation
Until then I'll reflect on all that sets a quest into motion
Is it pulling or pushing
A want or condition
a shield placed
Or a daring surrender
Besieged by cruelty
In the wicked hellscape
Turned a blind eye to the latent beauty
Of both love and hate
And like the memories, rewinding
Nevertheless, surviving!
They said, reckless you are
and left me as a dystopian
Those ill disposed ones who were never a star
As disregarded the beauty in each of my scar
From the leading light they are yet so far
And like the spirals, binding
Nevertheless, surviving!
Collapsed brain, isn't bearable
infidelity from someone inevitable
Led to the affliction for that gullible heart
Everything is tearing apart
As if carrying mess isn't anymore an art
Still painful, the riving
Nevertheless, Surviving!
The good news is that you and I
are legendary.
The not so comfortable truth is:
we are all legendary.
Maybe we will retain our intrinsic mythologies
in the next phase of existence,
but that’s really not good news you know
for we will once again be just legends.
Nevertheless come what may
we will always be heroes.
I made her freeze,
To the place where she was unable to breathe.
She was a lost cause,
When she found me.
Hated me at the first,
Never knew I was the worst.
Ruined every dream she had,
Restricted every thought to stand,
Reminded her every consequence firsthand.
From never wanting me,
To compromising the sea,
Being happy in the pond,
And forgetting anything beyond.
Drying those tears like the very last season,
For which I was the sole reason,
Stayed in a place which felt like a prison,
Stifling emotions and screams so no one could listen.
For whom did you do?
When I was just a flesh,
Reason of your distress,
Even though you embraced me like your own progress.
Imagine building a planet
One 5 litre tub of cement at a time
she was an ordinary gal
Who did extra ordinary things
There before is the key to the future
Do we take it or live in the past?
I've so many disappointments
You're not one of them
Was living there an error?
Or a blessing in disguise
Nice boss lays you off at Xmas
Pop by with an M-16
The correct 3 hotel hours
With a certain person
I feel them near me
They sent something to the sky
My past a lead balloon frees me
Always never there
When you've lived a life like mine
You feel the way I do
It's cool shooting people with lasers
Watching them melt before you
Moaning Hearts
Whose cry is naked to eye
A pain that turned numb
It left tastes of copper in mouth
My words made no assumption
For my mind became frozen in time
My heart moaned loudly
A howling only I could hear
My heart made uncomfortable beats
Sinking in to my chest
My heart didn't leave with him
It stayed a tortured my existence.
Nevertheless…
I used all my efforts
To get into the world
That I see some people in
The world with many
Interesting things
The world
In which people eat and celebrate
But all my efforts
Were futile
Nevertheless, I will dance to that tune
I read many books
I did study fifteen subjects
I passed my O’ level
I passed my A’ level
I got three degrees
But it’s all the same
I searched for vocations
But I found none
I used all my fortitude
And I never forfeited
But it was all in vain
Who had bewitched me?
I just ask
Nevertheless, I will be poor forever
I am a beautiful,
and I am Here.
I am Here
to see if it is not only for a while
back and forth between you two
are you doing this for me to do with my own
personal and professional life is not a big fan
Of A lot more than just one more day
Of work with you
And I am Here
Is it just me
And my
Mom and I
Am I correct
In that case
I need a new York City
And I am a big fan
Of A few years ago.
Wonder is part, knowledge an acquiescence really.'
Its a declaration of willingness to learn 'truth be known'
What is solid? all that deteriorates 'that is solid..' what is
Eternal? all that upholds is Eternal.' & Its Nothing you can
Measure; In a vial that will perish.' or that you can weigh
On scales that will be melted down, have you not been
Told He hangs 'the earth' on nothing, its science now..'
These-days).. Those-days It was a debated point.' the
60s days, the 70s days, the 80s days, and yet not so many
Days ago in 'truth' now; we have found the Genome, its numbered.'
Was it not said even the hairs on your head are numbered.?
How wrong it was no doubt said, by 'superior intellect's' some days ago.'
Yet the alternative source; wrote true with primitive tools, from faith, also some days ago.'