The Light...

There is only one light you look for,

With one glance,

Memorized in the quantum leap of animosity,

There is no need for mind swiped curiosity,

Luminosity of each lights shine through the cloudy desire of the subconscious,

The hook, line and sinker of desperate times,

The plain undergrowth of natural impulses allows movements sureness,

Drifting…..

To that one place,

Capsized by realities true anguish,

Captured by grateful essence of lies…

Betrayal for Love

The light at the end of the tunnel shines as bright as your smile,

The heart, beats like drums, to each tempo of sorrow and happiness,

The lives of two have been destined to one,

Time goes by like never before, an endless ring of nothingness,

The separation between two lovers and their lives,

Leads to betrayal and lying ways,

Two families which choose their ways, over their children’s,

A split of those who believe in the impossible to happen,  

Death breaks enemies to the desire of sadness…

Her Marked Heart...

To write love on her arms;

With the very ink that touched her heart,
With the very eyes that caught her gaze,
With the very grasp that held her hand,
And the very lips that brought her happiness...
She has given her heart to him,

Will he return;
The words that left his subtle lips; 
And calmed the weary storms...
The eyes that unlocked her consciousness;
And made her stumble...

The time well spent;
Counting stars amongst the blanket of the darkness...
Catching the sunset while it ripples through the sky...
Watching the moonlight as it danced across the translucent lakes...
Memories - everything from first glances to last chances...

Could she let the ink materialise?
Fade as though it was never there, 
Leaving no scars;
Nor marks,
No signs...
Will her heart revive? 

To write love on her arms...

Christmas Sorrows...

Even the light of the new day saddens me...
To wish to be succumbed to my dream state...
Never to see the new day..
Never to see the new light..
To be in limbo in twilight hours.. 
...Between the downing of the sun and the rising of the moon...
Between the spirit and the mind...
As the angels fall around me...this day continues to sadden me...

Horizon...

The horizon, must take you away,

The frozen time is still in its capsule of serenity,

The ground frozen to my feet, as the veins within the body have a cold snap,

Even subtle movements to warm cannot plaster the frosting mild hands,

You take a step onto the prickly sand were the city meets the seas…

As the wind blows subtle movements with the whistle of the waves,

The wash of foam builds a favorable moment,

As you float across the water, you are eloped with the barrel of the waves,

You confide into the moment, which builds to be a faint instant,

As the shimmer of your glow lightens up the world,

When the sun kisses your face, as you float within the barrel of the waves…

An hour glass hangs in the balance in the middle of nowhere,

Tiny grains start to slip through as these moments loose grip of the reality…

The horizon, must take you away,

The frozen time is still in its capsule of serenity,

The ground frozen to my feet, as the veins within the body have a cold snap,

Even subtle movements to warm cannot plaster the frosting mild hands…

As you begin again…

Thoughts..

A river runs as clear as the thoughts in me head,

The purity riddens me of my bewildered mind,

An answer to every question,

Unthinkable,

Throw a pastel in the water,

The swirling trance defies interest,

Like a lullaby’s true tone and smooth melody filling the cool, sweet air,

Melting into the melodic memory,

Unquestionable, to escape these lovely moments which require little thought,

Can you really be able to destroy thoughtless inquires which fill the endless imagination?

Revolving around space and time,

Speed and motion…

Memories’ don’t translate themselves like they used to..

Saving each memory in a orb of dreams and delicate, profound sayings,

Which are all evolutionalized to this most simplistic moment compelled to a vivid memory…

Captivated by; emotional, transitional situations,

Translated by pure, sweet subtle sounds,

Of coordinated times,

Of majestic eras,

Thoughts…

You're only human…..

Mothers Day...

On this special day I dedicate this poem to you my lovely mother.

The spirit on which you passed to me from conception has had ups and downs;

But with your love within my hands I thank you for giving me my first breaths.

The love of which you carry within your warm arms are that of our abundance of joys. 

Our spirits are within in your keep sake.

The appreciation of this one day lives for many others; 

Breaths for many others. 

This time may be dragging for one year. 

When you can celebrate the love a mother; 

Everyday; 

Of each other’s existence.

Although we go through things, every so often, 

We forget who really cares and looks after -

Those who see life as simply walking around with the dead.

The mothers love brightens everyone’s faces;

smiles appear for the depths of a young Childs face.

My sweet mother

Love you always and forever my sweet mother; 

never forget that even though we act out of proportion doesn’t mean, 

we don’t simply love you...

Your presence is one that will never leave.