Today
If tonight stars do bow and moon shines slow, Then my past shall beg some words of this show. The rimes of time that owe the old regimes, Yet those speak the prime of crimes. In words that never pored,…
Brighter
Oops! Turned those hot, The days so cold bright. Hey! Are they are? Or a mistaken sight. From the burst they emerged, A pleasing ocean of heart. From the foaming stream, Cursing nature of emotion. Simple, lively, true of course,…
Somewhere in Your Praise
Somewhere in your praise, come I to speak some few’s, You this wondrous jewel in life, You this secret strife! A smile that emerges from the woe of the past, Don’t let some shy in me at last! When in…
Next Time
Next time when you will come here, The time above the present will be that. Quotes shall shine through words, High not alike the musics defined. Not quitting nor praying to win, Not in my ways that defeat. Fear…
In The Middle
Lust, revere, proposed norms, pettiness, One pushing admiration, possible merits. Royal perspire, lone shady shadows, Actions to narrate success, like notes. This sunny bowl, brimming notions, Diction exaggerated anxious desires, nothing yet. Recitation of reverse proportions, Repetition of blinking stars.…
Praise
Speak but not with words, Rules aside won’t you allow. Foots did step but ways don’t, Milestones end but destiny won’t. Praise you with measures, Limits that tackle me in all. Review that your style is, Won’t attract that your…
The Cut
In last no end there ends, Who end may die unsound. Retire words of action, this! Let hear a sound, let die whole. Here a step ends, a begins, Three times let me decide. All spoken once heard twice, Twitch…
Mere Dreams
Be a night full of worthiest dreams, But cold and full of thunders. To live like a dream never ends, And feel like life and show never ends. Scales fall one after the other, Regret upon how to say those…
Walker Stone
I am a walker stone, shining dimple pearl, I am a musty flower, blinking dark desire. Shadows and mellows, they sing along, For blue skies and midst of thoughts. I repent for pillars of memorials I saved, And mannerism dismayed…
Poetic Justice
Copper sky is pending to be touched, A fairy tale that missed among all. That burning fire, flurry, and frown, Late nights whose pages frown. Pity, blood for blood who sold, Desire hard for poetic justice. In me…