Judas

Judas Mar 2016

In the dark alley along the avenue,
I saw a girl, I think she's new.
I went to her and ask her so.
She told me she was, now that's my cue.

I asked her, "how much are you"?
She said, "I'm free for now, I've a promo".
"And why is that?", I asked her again.
"I'm broke so I could forget this pain".

I grabbed her arms and got in the car.
Drove in speed from the place to the bar.
And then went out after a glass of beer
And drove with me with no trace of fear.

Together she's not a *******
And I, not a customer in pursuit.
She's broken and so am I.
I'll be happy tonight before I'll die.

Judas Mar 2016

The Not Destined Soul Mates

Two souls meet.
One in a plane
The other on a boat.
They amazingly watch each other,
Passingly.

Judas Mar 2016

If Only I Have...

If only I have the wings to fly
I'll surely roam around the world.

If only I have all the confidence to try
I'll definitely find anyone to mold.

If only I have all the money to buy
I'll buy a companion with me to hold.

If only I have all the tears to cry
I'll cry a thousand rivers ten-fold.

If only I have what it takes to be a guy
I should have offered her a ring of gold.

If only I have tried to move on by
I should have never been this cold.

Judas Mar 2016

Kisses Under The Moonlight

Kisses under the moonlight.
Oh they taste even sweeter
As my lips touches yours.
How often do I dream of this moment?
My dear, it's always.
Pour me another glass of your delight---
The delightful warmth of your arms.
They envelop me with such tenderness
Under the cloudy, starless evening sky.
I hear your heartbeat drums
A song a nightingale sings at night.
A fine melody it brings my ears can't hear
But my heart can feel.

Judas Mar 2016

The Memory Of {You and I}

The memory of
{ You, I }
Can't be undone
By any shortcut keys.

> any storage,
> any disc.

One click is not enough.
This is no file.
Trojans are child's play.
Can't be altered by photoshops
Or any language.

Our memory is a language itself
Only you and I can understand.

Judas Mar 2016

I, Your Poet And You, My Poetry

I, an unskilled poet who seems not to understand poetry,
Write words of love and praise
Of your ageless beauty.

I am no Shakespeare nor Beethoven.
My verses are child's play compared to his sonnets.
So as the melody I make ---
A shame in his presence.

But how could I seize myself to write
If your eyes stare at mine;
As I see your soul drift
to the river of boundless stars?

I'll let my mind see and my hand talk.
I will not wilt as legends will not be forgotten.
I, an unskilled poet of an ordinary presence,
Continue to write words of love and praise of your timeless existence.

Judas Mar 2016

You're Coming Back Is No Myth

I cried a thousand rivers as you left
Through the mountains my tears flew
At the top it seemed I touched the heavens
But seen through hell, I never knew.

Like the captain who abandons his ship
It sank in the midst of the raveling storm
But with her undying smile I took courage
Hope has revived from its dying form.

We write songs we both can sing.
Paperless but verses are truly truthful
With parallel, sweet rhythm our story unfolds.
With your presence I'm genuinely blissful.

Legends lose when no one believes
But your coming back, I believe, is no myth.
I don't forget. I'll not perish.
I'll wait til my dying breath.