Wednesday, April 15, 2015

The Photograph

"Rest my child, sleep, dream and fade away ..."

Eyes, candy blue, shimmer, and fade,
Hair a mystic yellow, winds down the neck,
The pale white frock, dirty, hand made,
Imprints, faint await every call and beck.

Lips a pouty red, crack and creak,
Pale stained teeth, age never gone, 
Cheeks a faint blush to hide and seek,
Chin damped with lines, yes they frown.

Fingers, they point and dangle around,
Chipped nails covered, with painted blue,  
Hands which never knew no bounds,
Mystique clouds, future of a hidden hue.

Broken toy, a doll with no head,
Cradled along with her dainty sight,
A half torn sheet of poem never read,
Petals crumbled, leaves rotten over night.

Shriveled legs, bleak, but they do hold up, 
In a picture frame, dull with age,
The dusty shoe, of a kid who never grew up,
A casket in ground, a half written page.




Sunday, April 12, 2015

The Lone Blue House

Streets dead, lights a mystifying dream,
Moon a distant reality, dark shines the sky,
Stars my friends, won't you smile.

Lone stands the blue house,
Sheen so bright, blinds my eyes,
O' blue, you are my light.

Tap it to the mystic beats,
Night's young, and who would stop,
O' blue, you are right.

Paved paths, why do you wobble, 
Oh, right I am just ain't sober,
I walk, or do I dance, well fall.

Take a breath, hold it in,
watch me bribe the law,
As I walk free, wobble my street.

The lone house stands tall,
Shimmering blues, and aesthetic white,
O' blue aren't you always right.

Chiruthevi: The Vengeance

"Death awarded at the hands of the one she loved, reborn a bewitching damsel,  to waylay men with her beauty and to drink their blood ..."

Do you lust for my soul,
Or my malice filled beauty.
Lay your heart out, let me suckle,
Lay your life out, let me bathe.

My tears laugh at your pain,
The scars arouse me, embalm me,
Let your wounds talk, let them kiss me,
As I submerge in your passion.

I see your fiery eyes, locked on me,
The scars did little to quench your ardor,
And as the last of the reds flee,
I relinquish my fury,  my heart drunk yet sober.

Its my heart's content that I seek,
Vengeance, long forgotten, yet,
My alluring words, a kiss so bleak ,
As your sweat ichor fuels my youth.

Why did you betray, my love.
Why did the noose tighten,
Why was I reborn,
To suckle on the life of men.