this was after a very intense experience... war is somewhere there...

How many layers of green
Under feet that can no longer dance
How many voices can scream
Forbidden burning stances
If repetition is necessary
I just want the ending
Till it starts making sense
I just want a new beginning

round round

this came as an afterthought... well not really, i was writing something else and this just poured out... i'm still trying to fully grasp it :)


The harder I try…

It’s easily identified
Like a true love sullied
Like a sore
So if I watch from the corner
I might feel it’s going nowhere
But I know better don’t I?
Changes fall and images float
Taking concerns to levels low
False hopes have become
The trend in this murky dwelling
Yet the feel of comfort
Garnered by this peculiar stroke
Has grown to be the norm

Back where it came from
There’s nothing to identify
Even if I glare
There’s a residue, of course,
Viciously maneuvered elsewhere
And clichéd to excess
What is my actual doing?
Where may I not place my fabric?
If it seems I’m often running and hiding
From what I already know…
Then I’ll tell what I already know
What I’ve learned and then forgotten
Many times and again
I’ll plant a seed and watch it grow
Away from any speculation
And I’ll be fulfilled…

more?

(sigh), just when i think i've had enough... just when i think it's not coming back...

What about the circles we made?

I’ve kept my dealings stuck in a hub
Waiting for you to lie once more
Oh to whom shall I tell my troubles?
And what good would that yield?

Now I know it’s hard to drown in a tub
And it’s not like we’re safe ashore
So why fill my bed with bubbles?
When you can practice in my field…

Don’t hold your breath
We’re not just taking a dip
I can help you float; I’ve done it before…

Don’t hold your breath
It’s not a safe trip
And harder if you don’t let go some more

And I’ll be running in circles
And you’ll be asking for more…

And I’ll be begging for miracles
And you’ll be asking for more

So be prepared for some more…

Get ready… there’ll be more…

There.

There.

I could smell your hair
Laying here on my shoulder
Waving along my breath
Your hand on my chest
And I could feel his eyes
Flaring with disbelief
How much he wanted you
To be anywhere but here

I could sense your warmth
Sinking my body
In a small pressure bubble
Holding it tight
And he was short of breath
After all the dancing
Skewing his approach
At every exhalation

Suck in air, I say
Take it in
Slowly
You were there once…
You were, there…

is my writer's block finally over?!

or do i just need a muse?
whatever it is, here's to hoping there will be more soon...

Raw:

Raw

Raw as my lust might be

I offer you consent

With a nod or a smile or a careless shudder

Raw

Raw as my lust might be

I’ll keep my distance

If I can’t act freely

Raw

Raw as my lust might be

Don’t growl, don’t scoff

Look away, slowly

Raw

Raw as my lust might be

I’ll take off your smell, off my hands

And I’ll laugh, sadly, madly, whatever…

And

Raw

Raw as my lust may be

I’ll avoid your eyes

I’ll avoid your voice

I’ll avoid your presence

Even in my imaginings…

take me out of here...

this will require some correcting and editing later on... but this is how i feel right now...

God bless the innocent...


No More:

It's a whole world I'm holding in my hand

One I could change with just one breath

And I don't really care where it'll end up

As long as it takes me somewhere else

Light the candles,

Burn some incense

Dance around the broken pot on the floor

I will not be coming back for more…

Taken out of context,

Your fights do not matter anymore

And if you can turn in your worlds

Or break up your strongholds

Once a window is shattered

I'll be spinning out of control

Light the candles

Burn my incense

Dance around the broken pot on the floor

I won't be coming back for more

If your peace is a call to arms

I'm calling every god available

To curse you into a hole

There's a blood stain I cannot wash off

One you left a long time ago

But I'd rather go naked that endure its reek,

Again…

Light the candles

Burn my incense

Dance around the pot broken on the floor

I won't be coming back for more

Light my candles

Burn my incense

Dance around the pot broken on the floor

I won't be coming back anymore…

here we go again

It’s all clear blue skies

But I see nothing

But clear blue skies

No clouds

No sun

No stars

Nothing

Want to paint it all red

But I can’t cut in

I can’t get

No blood

No love

No spark

Nothing

Oh God, where have I gone…?