Silence’s Holy

every tear shed and dropped 

Levied on them that hoped 

For a life lived bear and rare 

No one could keep but snare 

That silence we deemed so holy. 

Fierce fire sparkled in our hearts 

Deep down like canvas of arts 

Laying down long gone secrets 

That waived away all regrets 

Yet the silence still so holy. 

Then, in the heart’s chamber 

Where the gavel did a samba 

Though the ball, with a solo tango 

hummingbird, a hovering mango 

Hoped that silence was so holy. 

The antique end came forth 

In the furnace, he made fourth 

A faith that came from a dare 

With mouths they stood and stare 

All, they were so holy. 

The Promise

Blurred vision, staring the ceiling,
Lying down supine on my pillow,
This pill, why too bitter to swallow,
Warm tears welling my lobes to brim,
While turning my vision too dim,
But it’s my heart that needs healing.

Dozens of questions in my mind,
Like why are the heavens so right,
Manicured orchard ruined at night,
Left for the unknown,  yet waiting,
Still for their right time of harvesting,
That joy never again to rewind.

I sought her and she was there,
She knew it all, again she did not,
Oblivious of ruin that made me hot,
Passion soaring high deep in the thigh,
Conscience, questioning me the why,
Her species, a kind, I am not aware.

Trapped and captive in her fantasy,
Enduring while declaring attention,
Charmed,  subdued in her affection,
Thousands of miles astray and away,
Yet the promise in about turn when I stray,
Isn’t a thing attached to any literacy.

Bandwagon

A far violin wail
My heart pumps in bouyancy
Once again at it
Memories and series
Of masculine goodness
Ordeals of little lastings
In the glory of my praise
Overwowed the crowd
A forever attention heard
Plucking secrets off my chest
Sinking in emotional anarchy
Into a bandwagon…!

Assured sainthood gait
With an Eden episode conquest
The orchard hangings
Feeding anxiety
At that core
Of mainstream sinning
Taxes emotions
Motivated by lust beneath love

But the rifts, the peaks,
Ransacking all corners of comfort
Where rapturing trumpets
Blast their mad tunes
In to those delicate lobe drums….
Withdrawn perfection
Oh making a last wish
‘Scoot over, pass the flute’
Commissioned!

2024 Sore Soar

quietly sings my soul

In depths of turmoil

Tranquil spoken moisture

To awaken King miniature.

Awaiting a bare crusifixion

Already sore soul & stale

yet…

Who Then?

it began with elegantly well

tap a tap moving from that shell

then ecstasy, lost in that yell

but alas! had to draw a bell.

tango left to hold tight,

make, cherish and fight,

to last, grow contemplate height

but alas! Just out off sight.

the goal in the sun, mine

in pursuit away from whine

dark shadow chases line

but oh! withholding all, fine!

with no haste, graceful date,

even the blade no back on hate,

match on who then , mate

to no wait receding in rate

‘lost her’ mummering and beauty

stillwater clean, stagnant witty

patience, resounding duty

oh, that accolade from guilty

beneath the green carpeting scope

tranquil invites like a friendly hope,

crowned virtues that’s dope

mistaken swamps they elope.

See Waves

in the hearts depths,

love has resided,

all known and grown,

perpetual bliss amiss,

pain worries Mr Escobar,

morning glory blooms,

outside window rooms,

hello thee,

hail thy toothless thou,

again and again,

all in, remember?

“Mark Greene,” present,

“Ali pis,” present,

“Benjamin Escobar,” presence,

ah?

“Benjamin Escobar,” presence…,

“my teeth, absence,” absent?

mh, present, and so on and on…

until the waves…

calm down to find

abundant love ashore.

once again, check.

MAZES

In labyrinth of life, I wander I roam,

Where is the escape, a path to call my own.

shadows of confusion, they tightly cling,

way out of this maze, seems a distant thing.

lost amidst the chaos, in this world unknown,

My heart a heavy compass, with a compass stone.

All turns I take, all steps I dare,

Leads me deeper into darkness, into deep despair.

Walls they rise around me, a maze without an end,

Each choice, each twist and turn, another dead-end bend.

The whispers of my doubts, echo in the night,

As I search for that elusive, guiding light.

But hope, it’s never vanished, a flicker in my soul,

A flame that burns so brightly, guide me to my goal.

I’ll face the endless passages, though weary is my stride,

I know within this labyrinth, my strength I’ll never hide.

I’ll climb the highest barrier, break through every wall,

With courage as my lantern, I’ll rise above them all.

The path may be elusive, and the journey may be long,

But I’ll find my way out, with a spirit bold and strong.

In the labyrinth of life, I’ll navigate the way,

With resilience as my compass, I’ll greet the light of day.

For even in the darkest depths, where doubt and fear reside,

I’ll find my way out, with unwavering hope, my guide.

Coma

I stumbled at passions door
A welcome door mat smiled
The sil shined heaven
Spiced by stars, divine linings
All loud and eminent
Like the fairest clone of Gabriel,
Refined, seasoned
I was already hooked, glued
The darkest secret fell
Hindering my motion
Cloudy snows blur the eye of my heart
Still that love hit me to the core
Giving away just best me
Like a mat woven
Like possessing secrets against each other
Lo, hatred stalked us
And joined her league
On the thread hang she let me
Conscience pegged,
Every meaning meant…
Taps ran dry
In passion and taste
Affection persecuted, hanged
Left for death
Shone over comfort zone
Temperature no longer cool
Spinning, pepper, roller coaster,
She stared.

Self righteous by law, by faith!
Lasting infatuation!
Then I pushed the door ajar
Groomed grave yard
Identical epitaphs, she gone.
She had another song
Sang and left I sugared me,
Then swallowed pride,
Chocked to death!

Remembered

I walk steadily to your cowl,
Too much safety and just
Your hand inside mine
We look up at the tower of love
Until our sun rests.

Back with morning brightness
Cherishing me and you
Our time together summers
Affection in abundance
So we leave and live.

Then love so pepper hot,
Roller coasting across my heart,
Suddenly…
Commitment loosened,
You nicknamed it translucent,
That raided peace of my mind.You walked right ahead,
Lighter in heart and spirit
Here pride chocked me to coma!
Erased every memory and Cherish?
Named it frozen angst…

Yoh Your Turn Again

In that sun

within the dream
of mortal being
beyond the realms
of immortal Deity
He was there again
audacious expectation
desire of breath
past seventy two
pant beat pant
marvel, aweness

Your turn
in oblivion comfort
aggressively step in
into ambience of host.
God was there.
against awesomeness
common chance abated
struck and bound
He is, aye
Your turn again.

Dear Flim

Please allow me to apologize

I say sorry for what I said.

I went overboard & I learned
Nobody, not even I would appreciated such.

I have every intention

of curbing my thoughtless actions

And learn to adjust my behavior

befitting the environment

Behavior befitting situation.
Again, I am sorry for my actions

I hope we can put this matter
behind us.

I look forward to keeping you in my heart.

Because I still admit is that I love you.

I really do. Again you are

Sincerely me, you know.

Uncried Years

I stumbled at passion’s door
‘welcome’ door mat smiled
The sil shined heaven
Spiced by stars, divine linings
So loud and eminent
Like the fairest clone of Gabriel,
Refined, seasoned
I was already hooked, glued
The darkest secret fell
Hindering my motion

Cloudy snows blur the eye of my heart
Still that love hit me to the core
Giving away best me
Like a mat woven
Like possessing secrets against each other
Lo, hatred stalked us
And joined her league
On the thread hang she let me
Conscience pegged,
Every meaning meant…
Till taps ran dry

In passion and taste
Affection persecuted, hanged
Left for death
Shone over comfort zone
Temperature nolonger cool
Spinning, pepper, roller coaster,
She stared.

Self righteous by law, by faith!
Lasting infatuation!
Then I pushed the door ajar
Groomed grave yard
Identical epitaphs, she gone.

Born this, lived this, left this
She had another song
Sang and left, I sugared me,
Then swallowed pride,

Pride digested at birth.