MY WHITE LINEN

So quickly it entered through me
Like a virus my body to eat up.
So slowly waited I
Not knowing if I would again raise my head up.
My system I watched roll away
Like a free flowing stream
Listening to sounds of its jaws
As it went up and down
Shredding the flesh off my bony soil.

One after the other, it will go
Licking clean my bonny parts
Those savor to consume in ecstasy
Until there is nothing anymore to take away
But a shameful soiled white linen.
With calmness without resistance
Those actions and commands
Which went on rather prolonged.

HIM AND YOU

If death will have you
You who loved and loved him
Not baldly but well; to him
Like praise full of incense from you.

HOT AIR FROM THE MOUTH

They will talk about you
It will not be seen on you
But will follow you
If you let it pass by you
Rather than passing through you.

FIRM FAIRNESS

I will tell you of firm fairness
And then not anymore
To tighten your loosen belts
So its hold never drop
A sound stronger than the bell to hear
Dizzy and giddy to leave you.

MY ROLE MY WAY

I play a role my way
A role not my role
Because he met her first.
Of one I don’t know
Nor would want to know.
All I only do, I feel
Could do better than he
Playing this role my way
Though he met her first.

Gone, no more will return

There was nothing up my skies
So clear after the clear showers
Upwards the passing voice to come
To break a tiding of no return

Not good, so brief it was
Not pleasant, what the ripper took
Not expecting, green not yet brown
Not avoidable, took it again like before

So violently without any hearing
So quick to even say good bye
His body already long displaced
The sudden wreckage that fell
His return never possible, he is gone.

could i ever live?

Could I ever live

After leaving ajar

The doors of this day?

Could I not have closed

If not shut completely?

Having been so gracious, the sun,

Let it not be said of me

That my eyes did hear

And ears did see

This passing moments

Once every 345 days

Now as it passes me by

Should I not seize it?

AN EAVESDROP BEHIND THE WINDOW

Soon the clock will tick
And it will be another day
Without a sound of her or sleep;

Like a rescuer on a sinking ship
My life, to gladly lose
Their lives, to mournfully save.

Slowly we sail the seas
Each step a solid step
The top, to build and reach.

Experience that takes away time
Might pay not but will stay
Over your raging storm to smile.

Send a perforated hand of a brother
And would not return whatever has lain
If not disgrace and an end to all relations.

TRUSTING MY PALM

Trust those ten fingers
Into my close arm grip
Close your tired eyes
And your feet
Will not stumble

THOSE TWO HANDS

I have stayed awake in restlessness
To picture those two hands which held each other firmly
And what has become of their vine
Have I to drink this wine of boredom
When you ever wore that far away apparel, your guard
Before I first met you
Now wanting to possess you

WHEN LOVE SONG WAS SWEETEST

If we‘ve had misunderstanding my loving friend
If it has rang at odd times my dear love
It has been the sleepless night of a sorrowful heart
Who forcefully had to bade farewell
To a loving friend, his dear one
When their love song was sweetest

STILL MISSING YOU

Even before your bus sped off
Even before you let go into it
I felt this lonely feeling
Thinking would not last
Here am I alone
There you are afar
Still missing you

UNCONTROLLABLE HEAVING

Would she have allowed me to go?
Soon as she heaved uncontrollably
These thick fumes darker than the exhaust
Clouded those entrance of her eyes and mind
A long talk many of repetitions
A point passed, the mistake made
Took a swap my waving cloud
Almost turned a home for flooding

A demand for a hug, went out calmly
Her response, for a shake abruptly
Then reached out aloud her truth
Something greater than a shake, out came
Held in my hands before they stopped

… This hug

LILINA

What’er winds blew my way
Indeed ago should have blown
Very early haven missed
All these goodies I now have
And may it not take her
Away, again I plea

Noble born commoner
Yet to possess I now
Commoner born great, like
The name I ever bear
That will make all bow down
Should she ever blink in glee

Thou beautiful petal
Blessed in magnificence
By their nurturing rain.
The closed eyes view thee
Like a fly in free flight
A halt to sap nectar

Ye brighter than lotus
Purer than rain water;
Oh thou gentle tendrils
the winds will blow your leaves
Passing, the hanging dark
If only you remain

Feel free maiden flower
Fairer than the clear day
After several days rain
Let not these clouds around
Blare your sight for I stand
Glaringly to be kept

Drink with me thou holy
From thy sap this thy wine
To poison my reason
Intoxicate to kill
No more to have any
No one but thou only

From mom to you

There lies there
Breathing of weariness
All the heaviness she has earned
The rising sun
The shining moon
Your heaviness her weariness
To nurture emptiness for fullness
In sight might be nothing as she lay
In depth to be cherished as we live
An award unknowingly behind her back
About to be conferred if she be lucky
Before her heart beats the last

And if she left before her laurel
I will tell you how she desired you
Not for herself but yourself
And if I should recount her smile
Just like yours when I first saw it
Those beautiful set of teeth
Opening to crown my presence
Her only worry that you be better
That you climb the ladder quicker
Higher where the eagles could not lay their eggs

My queen she said,
some day I would leave you
then young you were
not yet developed your enchanting look
my queen you replied
some day I would leave you
only to mimic,
not understanding her saddening look
her warm drops sipping through her pale face
tender arms though strong, you to carry.
I would leave you, some day
Baptizing you with her opened pipe

Mine still lay there breathing of loneliness
Earning weariness out of our heaviness
And if you’ll care to know
I would share with you all I have of her
As she still lay breathing of weariness
Hold my hands you’ll not fall
Slow your breath, its alright
One step at a time, we’ll get there
Picture in your minds, enough energy in your veins
Close your eyes
you’ll open, and we’re there

BROKEN MIRROR

They all passed it by not looking on
Their feet in a hurry to shake it on
The dust underneath it, off it, covers it
Broken pieces still shining reflected to refine
The psyche of this dying soul its seed to sow

Not seeing what lay there but their hurry
To do something nothing can be done
There, where they passed, lie there
Not what ought not to be done
Broken fragments lie there deserted

What those precious veins fell for
The brave protected with their fainting breath
What wobbling feet went in search for four years
Losing friends and family, lies there
In fragments and in pieces, there deserted

On that lonely road in tattered silky skirt
A far away damsel stoop to pick
Not to patch but shine a piece
Just her cloth, an edge of a cloak
With all its dirt, brightly it beamed

Once it stood the master’s bed side
That perfect piece of pearl wiped and shined
A constant reminder of the Astra
Hanged away from the visiting eye
Their mind’s mind jealously to track

Fragments and pieces will no more neatly show
An innermost soul the dark will grope
Fragments and pieces now in a patch
How we left it loose, the pain
And its scars painfully will remain

What was whole, a guarded gift of old
Broken mirrors, in fragments and pieces
Hanged patched, scars dazzling
Reflect again the mind’s mind to revive
The dust that ever settled on it in bits