River, like silver strip
Runs down from mountain slopes
Rides through planes and dales
Replenishing all lands
Replete with nourishments
Resonant with music
Roaring and romancing.
63rd Street Morning 10:00
Wide-eyed buildings
Broken spirits
Stands alone
Vacant lots- stands
hoping for a buyer. People
occasionally lifting
towards their mouths
their only nourishments-
Brown bags surrounded
by shaking hands clutching
bottles- They stop,
they stare- remembering-
I too remember a time
long past.
The bustling crowds- the
Crowded shops- the
friendliness-
But for now- the wind
howls
The vacant lot- still stand-
and the wide-eyed buildings
shed debris- as if crying for a better time on 63rd Street.
Days of letting ignorance slipping by
Seducing my innocent silent soul
All in the name of satisfaction
Hitting my kind gesture of hospitality
Eating up my futuristic nourishments
Letting go of all the sarcastic ill says
And leaving fingerprints on my double coloured face
To weep with convulsive breath in silence
Are over.
I can't recall the last time i was laid, rather
I Sit on my moist blanket enough to smear
I didn't get in to imagine how it's done
I am in to please and be pleased the pleasure
To speak aloud and get life with no pressure
Will the law hold me for shutting you forever
For i endured enough to speak of no more
You pushed me to uncuff my silence
And put an end to the nightmare violence.
©Pensayf
A journey to Memory Lane..
Fond memories circulates..
Nostalgic moments captured and forever remains..
A journey to Memory Lane..
Where thirst for all desires had been quenched..
There is always food for the soul..
While walking through Memory Lane..
The soul sings a soprano quartet..
An ensemble of exquisite symphonies..
Heavenly music to the ears..
Soulful high magnificent vibrations..
Delightful interludes of pure bliss..
As our memories sustain our nourishments..
Memories never fade..
They only shine..
Shine on...
As our memories shall expand continuously..
As we walk through a thrilling journey..
While feeling euphoria..
A journey to Memory Lane..
1.
I miss you still,
all’s hurt and weeping, shrouding orb and stars,
while nourishments a pot of poisoned love
that in my desperation I consume
cold on the ash of angers fiery words.
1.
I sift and rake love’s cinders so to find
some fragments to construct a fragile chain
to fasten me to you and you to love,
treat tender, lead me into warmth from chill,
I love you still
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FULL RHYME VERSION
I miss you still
all’s hurt and weep as I the past distill,
while nourishments a pot of poisoned love
that I consume and never can tire of
cold on the ash of angers fiery words.
That ash I sift and rake for I am spurred
to make from fragments there a fragile chain
that fastens us once more in love’s domain.
Treat tender dear, come into warmth from chill,
I love you still.
We were linked to each other for nine month's feat
With a wiry nerve in womb of our struggling mother.
We shared each breath together and each heartbeat.
You cared for me more than just an earthly brother.
You let me take all nourishments, denying yourself
And your such kindness made you so weak, weak.
Perceiving my existence you offered me your help.
The existence that strived hard being deathly sick.
Brother! We were born together in this misty earth
But you were too,too weak to adapt and to survive.
Weakening yourself, you made me strong by birth.
Dying, you left this earthly pyre in day number Five.
But you have not died my martyr brother, my twin
For every atom in my blood, breath resembles you.
Once I lived with you, for you and now you live in
My whole being and my dual existence ever-new.
(In memory of my twin brother who died on his infancy of 5th day)
For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son.
Like a donor, he gave me his body-
Through his nose, I breathe all the nourishments he gives me for my soul.
Through his eyes, I perceive the beauty of his wonderful world.
With his ears, I hear his soothing voice through trying times.
With his arms and hands, I feel the protection from all evil spirits- dead or alive.
With his heart, I receive his love unconditionally.
With his mouth, I give thanks for all that he has done for me.