Friday, 30 November 2018

one heart beating twice

i am the eye within your
omniscient yellow frame
walking towards the giants
you called laughter.

you mocked my pain
and now i speak to you;
i thought you left all of
me inside that grey car
that one night
that last day we cried.

dear now, sit with me so
we can dispel his black aura
and sit with me till we realize
our past lives karmic roots;
i have started to hear the jasper
birds.

with my lap on yours and your
thought against my chest we will
fly; because the dead can dance
too.

hold me tighter than before
its all leaving me so hold me
all.



saved fractures

i am saving these fractures
within us
for stars with edges free
of pointed anger.

open hearted emerald
singing against the blue new
of tomorrow; i held the bleeding
of our past lives there and my crossed
legs numbed your black eyes.

i am your performance on the
shadow you laid out
with custard warning signs
and bitter blames;
i was dancing the whole
time; i was twirling through
our timeless.

Wednesday, 14 November 2018

let go of your arms

and beneath the thin air of
stagnant kisses and potent cries;
we will live a longer lie.

thrive off our penalties where
swelling crystals will ground
our jasper toes;
anarchists never touched my
soul.

apart from these parts in world
we are freedom singing twirls
waiting to land. i pray for
you and i die for your
daily.


Friday, 9 November 2018

crying dry years



crying dry years of matte
facial expressions from your
mute chest and deaf eyes.
help me find the moon so that
i may ravish in your glowing
waterless falls of tears in gas
of grass and dead seas. i preview
you and moon your rain to
proceed us unto glorified
mountain's full of hated
memoirs. a memory of the
minority in us as we sip
the cree of our ancestral
trees. i wake around your
periphery and dance with
untamed
lights crying dry years
of pain and trough those tunnels we
forget about those tunnels we
forgot about.

but i in i and you
in i. omniscient children
of star struck tunnels
made by my inner guiding 
crystals freedom parted
seas of beyond and supreme 
of meaningless waves of
ducked in earths;
moon eyed deaths.




creamed ballet

running toward you with
creamed ballet eyes and crammed
open lips.
circumferenced around your
shortened waist we begin to
use our flurried eyes; disturbed
inside and without our marriage.

where our doting heirloom 
eyes meet and our patience 
levitate with steamed tables
and portioned laughter.

by and by we are strengthened 
with our monuments and 
my stars are aligned with
us.


spending timeless

what if we spend our entire
timeless together unknowingly;
cold-pressed my apple eyes
and lids started crumbling apart
words started falling together and
the winter nights started condoning
the uneventful peace storms.
peace storms. your body and
mine together in harmonic
strides of unopened pits of
sweetened dates and sleeping
dares.
the end of us started
today.
 
 

peace core

butterfly wings; signs of hope
against the base of my crooked spine
spiced with stars and dreams of floral
life softening necklaces. flavored
with grief adorned by the rained on
petals we are never apart from our
anecdotes. lest we are forgotten by
the dooms of our depressed palms
unwilling and fearless all at the same
timeless.
walk on fire with me and watch
our frosted eyes glow
with new direction
with smaller jade
in our hearts.

i forgot you raw

a ring of absence in our fatigued
planet; home of where the heart
beat broke.

we wake up without leaves and
sleep with empty branches
nestled in our framed arms.
ive coated the beauty with
this grey'd lenses disturbed by
an unintentional poised
indigo; I forgot you raw.

snowfall warmth within;
steadfast amethyst release
my blind wings.

Friday, 2 November 2018

gratitude

give me you and watch
how my opal breathes again
when i submit to all your prism
colored obediences;
then I will sleep.
we slept awake and away
searched for distances we no
longer hid from each paper train.
of our minds we deepen our good
morning strands and forget that we
are strangers dancing in her flying
dreams.
 
 

granted avalanche

when we arrived  the amulet was damaged and  broke the moments erased. the moment you get out of that. it has left our warped feeling of wha...