Bounded Soul

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Neither cucumber nor the carrot will ever fit such a need

To use only two would not be the lead

A case to feed or a lost for deed

Is only a barren needs a soul indeed

Hands, bounded

Eyes shut

Fingers clutches

A thing at distance

No limbs can crawl

No lungs can scream

No legs to run

No soul set free

A border set between you and me

A silver lining that none can see

A taste so succulent as thee 

Oh what a waste… what a waste

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A Quickie

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Here, standing beyond the rosemaries 

With smell of strawberries

Starring at the flashes of memories

Holding pieces of the rosary 

My Hand

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Here I stood before you

Yet another mirage sets anew 

For what set a million years of real

Came down to a bigger deal

Crush with sorrow the heart knife stabbed

For what's worth the hard truth slapped 

Hug with a desire that none can see

Only remorse afloat at sea

The tainted body walks on land

Yet none shall take my hand

For the binding spirits set a band

Only one can attaint the Red Golden Sand

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Darkness rules the heart of Man

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No where to go

No where to hide

In people I cried

Yet Demon arrived 

In Man none may Trust

For Lies breath in Brightness breached

Yet Darkness light in Morning's bleach

Corrupted she be of the Yellow Sun Flower

Pretty by the outlook sight

 Shattered by touch to a darken Ash

In Him ye may seek for what lies truth

Yet chain in Fear of Human tooth

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Oh Shattered Soul

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Oh Shattered Soul, my shattered Memories,

Looking thru the depth of our serenities.

Is there no place? Is there no face?

To be put only in such a pace...

Oh Shattered Soul, my shattered Ghoul,

Will it ever be our shattered growl?

Forever it be lost,

Only to see, thou, in our lust...

Oh what a time it has been,

Only to have ended in such a scene.

But what is gone for ever more,

Just a line stored in my memoir.

To say me last,

Is just a dust,

For what is must,

Now comes past.

The old road must come to an end,

For a newer has begin!

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Train station, Empty

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Train station; Empty

Clock ticking, silence

6:30, before noon

Stomach growling

Train track; Empty

World, stand still, silence

Clock ticking

Dead

6:30 still

Cats, sextitute

Streets filled, whoremongers

Big belly children, Hunger!

Clock, silence

World burning, yelling

Silence, no more

Streets, cannibalism

Hunger

Everywhere, everyday

Silence, no more!

Cries ye children

Cries ye parents

Blood coloured flowers

Train station; Empty

Train, silence, gone

Destination, a question...

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Just waiting

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I envy those that speaks

I pity those that don't

For I sits silently

Patiently, waiting

For someone to take me home

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My Lonely Lore

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I stare at the silent starry night

The cold wind blew gently

Dancing with the hairs on my naked skin

Soft as they seem, the golden brown sand beneath my feet

Where oh where shall I go on this Silent Night?

My heart Thump Tily Thump

Like the sound of the African drum

If only you're here, to see them on my thumb

Just how the sound of rhythmic rum

Where oh where shall I go on this Mid Night Run?

To part, we did, never more,

To say I shall, neither nor,

For you it might be a core,

But what is more than to say no more?

Where oh where shall I cry my lonely Lore?

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Human greed

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It wasn't till the time we became runners,

That they laugh at us.

For our greed,

For our knowledge,

For our population.

That we invite chaos amongst us.

With heavy admission,

We did not care at first.

Taking things for granted.

It grew stronger in out blood.

But how far can we run?

How long can we hide?

Now that all is to be erase,

To a new blank page. 

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Caught Between Two Worlds

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When I was a child;

When reality seems to be a world of rules;

When dreams and imagination seems to be the only solution;

When Santa Claus and miracles seems to be real.

When I am an adult;

When work seems to be the only thing in mind;

When all rules have to be applied;

When I am stuck in reality, all I could hope for is a miracle.

Caught between two worlds;

Between reality and imagination;

Between what is real and what is fake;

If only miracles do happen in reality....

We all would still be alive....

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Our Land, Our Home

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All we need is a little hope;

For the world to be alright.

All we need is a little faith;

For the goodness in their heart.

All we need is a better someone;

For us to place our trust.

All we need is a greater friend;

Who would push us off our chair.

This is our world;

Our only ever world.

No home could ever be more pleasant than this.

This is the place we have in common.

The air that we breath in;

The soil that we rot in.

Just keep our hopes up;

Chins as high as it can go;

Shoulders back;

Chest of courage and bravery out;

And walk on straight.

For this is our land.

This is Home!

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Forgotten us lot

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We come in many sizes

Each from different places

We serve a different purpose

Each given a different faces

Some may come for the individuals

Some comes for those who are with others

Some comes to provide security of love ones

Some comes only to give rest to walking legs

Though some come for the old

Some come for the young ones

There are also some that come new

And stay till they are older

And maybe even rot till they die, forgotten

That no one will ever give thought of us

When we are being thrown

Out of the house

And no one takes us home

Nor take us back to where we come from

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Unrequited Love

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Last week we meet,

I didn't know his name.

This week we're friends,

How fast was that?

His face is in my mind,

How he walk, move and talk.

Now I know his name,

Wonder what does he feels.

Last night I stare in the mirror,

He stood here right in front me.

He is not really there,

I want to touch him bare.

My mind was playing me games,

Are we really friends?

Does he not see I exist?

Does he not know I can't resist?

I wonder what he is up to

Ever since that day,

I could not forget the whole year.

Though we talk no more,

But my feelings remains truth for sure.

I may not confess,

But I know Me

And how I must have feel.

Now I've heard his taken,

What do I do with this feeling?

Do out like nothing had ever happen?

Or cry out all my heart's content?

There's no way I could tell him,

He has found his happy ending.

Yet every night, that man in my mirror, 

He turns to me yet again.

I am happy with just that.

I am happy.

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