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tranquil Oct 2013
in moonlit nights almond white
possessed by solitude
through haunted layers of mind
strained by betrayal's tune

in root of crumpled lies
does sleep a swellness frail
flooded with teary eyes
wearing my last image

when life is heard in murmurs
i re-enter myself
cursed to love forever
drown with every breath

the outrage of your love
audacity of embrace
like narcissus endures
his fate he contemplates

truly my true love
i live through pain of hope
in soundless traces of
moonlit shadows that flow
tranquil Oct 2013
enwrapped in ornate flush
are seven colors of rain
bear me in your memory
behold this little pain

to blurry shades of sky
we'll throw our stars again
but pangs of sooty love
watch them few remain

from prisons of solitude
although perhaps in vain
just hint me through this cloud
in tears my love remain

through burning dreams at night
and fiery shadows lain
bear me in your heart
behold this little pain
tranquil Oct 2013
beneath the layer of wrongs and rights
a play which we pretend
below the skin of truth and lies
upon life condescend

what is all which we do hide
deep in stony walls
scared to jump as if it hurts
like a million falls

for on ground which sits a bird
too afraid to fly
trembling legs and doubting wings
sees its lonesome cry

though i may yet stumble or
though i may yet fall
still i know you'll be with me
see me through it all

free of shiny masquerades
loving all blemishes
walk i shall on sands of time
soggy with tears of bliss

as light peeks through my window pane
fulfill this morning's will
with trust entrenched in God's name
today i choose to live
while i breathe the world in me
life plays in lyre and rhyme
and witness men with passion leave
footprints on sands of time
tranquil Oct 2013
when narrow blinded eyes
draw out their hunting gear
leave traces of their feat
just as a souvenir

all eyes near and far
shadows mine which hunt
leering as i bend
bending as i turn

bodies as cold as dead
spiral against my own
as if a lonely rock
bears whirling storms alone

sing praises of this flesh
my ageing hollow corpse
savor this luscious treat
slip into this warp

into a sightless knot
all in the name of fun
buildup a love all fake
romance my skeleton

if time may blind all reason
although few eyes may roll
bring yourself inside me
come love this wretched soul
based on Maria's character from Paulo Coelho's novel Eleven Minutes.
tranquil Oct 2013
it drains from me like blood
like sacred hyms of love
through torments of your mercy
here do i rise above

what is all that which turns
Gods into but men
treacherous pangs of loss
with streams on cheeks again

as if a walk in park
innocent satin dreams
yet fallen to abyss
on edge of time it seems

for when you jail me in
between the heaves of storm
in jaws of clueless beauty
trapped i shall transform

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moments all spent in eyes
in arms of soverign lap
guiltlessly i'll fall for you
to cunning venus flytrap
tranquil Oct 2013
without a care in world
dancing with flirty breeze
she plays along with life
as chirping birds in trees

bathing in sunlit dew
fondling with light i see
in arms of listless wind
you bloom so lazily
tranquil Oct 2013
on beds of fragrant sights
through charms of sourest deeds
it rains away all spring
all when my heart bleeds

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i­ know not who i'll be
or what i really am
an immemorial soul
in nimbler storms which swam

among the crowd of flowers
so sickeningly sweet
would lie the boldest aphids
upon the roses feed

my feathers trod on winds
challenge His modest grace
through marching fleet of life
in ****** shadows laid

with semblance of a calm
in grooves of wilderness
in arms of ecstasy
which life stands to confess

but how shall these two feet
embark a lonely trip
perhaps find love so still
as dew on roses' lip

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in faintest of moonlights
on dewy grasses seen
inscribed upon my palm
is meaning of my being.
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