The Blue Rose

The Leader    They say the leader was a fool, that his naïveté cost him his life , that his only weakness was this rule, that he didn't abandon his will at times of strife. When all chose to leave his side, he made the mistake of sticking to what was right, battered and bleeding, yet standing strong inside, the leader fought into the the thick of the night, Knowing well of his imminent fate, when others chose 'peace' he married the blade, and as death loomed the skies,he willingly took the bait... and they say his naïveté took his life.

The Broken Man You were the cliff, I longed for the height, and I chased that dream with all my might ...thanks to that, now I am a broken man. I wished to be with you, looking at the sunset, and yet when I reached,it was all too late, the darkness had consumed the night and I just couldn't wait for the day... All my steps took me further away, with each try,I faltered on the way, and in the end,it was as if, all that was,was worth nothing... How could I have known, that this ascent would be my fall, that in my quest to be complete, I would become this hollow doll... Broken, deranged,damaged from inside, I lay on the grass at night, for all my calls bring me back no answers and the cold valley wind is the only ally. That feeling of joy,of reaching so close, that euphoria of having found you, it was so great,so ecstatic,so pure that nothing can ever rival it, ...

Moon-o-Moon      Moon-o-moon, why did you come to the sky tonight? I had so much work to do, my schedule is tight, I let go of my playtime, I sacrificed my prime I didn't comb my disheveled hair, and I even forgot my evening prayer Then why o why you came tonight? and remind me the touch of your light... Moon-o-moon why did you come to the sky tonight? Why did you remind me of our little secrets and games, now that I have lost myself in the wake of my lofty aims Why did you remind me of those times, when I slept looking at you and listening to the wind chimes I am not that little child you know, With so much work and worry, I had to grow... then why did you come to the sky tonight? I had so much to do, my schedule is tight... Why o why did you have to remind me of all this now, Can I ever come back to you, and if so, then how? But unlike me you don't age, your shine is forever and so I reckon it won't be much of a favor...

To A Place We Belong...    When the lights are down and you long for a soothing caress, When your ship tires of its voyage, and you look for a port, let your anchor drop in the shallowness, and let the waters gently rock you to my shores and as we walk down the sands, barefoot Our every step taken together outlined and traced with love... Let's go walking to the end of eternity, Where all our dreams rest and all rests lie Let's go walking to the end of time... and be gone someplace neither yours nor mine, But a place that would belong to us and us alone.

The Perilous Allure          And so it happened, that the gazelle fell in love with the lion... attracted to it perhaps, like a fly would be to a flame and then it was struck, this fatal deal... one that would require blood to seal That would need both to cross a line, to turn their back to their own kind... And thus began the hunt... guided solely by a scent and a nascent instinct... To seek out the one, a primal urge, with whom your heart beats could merge... And with such thoughts began the arduous journey... That knows no end, that knows no bound and that needs no food to thrive... A journey that takes you far, one in which you never know where you are... And all you know is, you have to reach... life or death now matters the least...

Monster    I am a monster With just one special talent Of driving away the light... Even the ones that matter the most I am a monster, For what I do For all that I've done To myself and others Mistakes after mistakes Until they become a sin Small wounds feeding a gash A hollow that won't heal A whip?stones?or the chair No...this unrest is apter than them all I kept making my choices, Leaving the outcome to faith Can't count where I went wrong Because all I wanted Was to mend it all And here I am again A broken figure,in my stead This is where it always leads Because I am a monster A monster of my own making

Musings      Time and again I play this game, trying to play god perhaps, for me, destroying and remaking the shell as I see fit... Or should I call myself the destroyer? Did my yesterday had more meaning  than my today does? Is the blood on the blade sweeter, or is the sweat on my brow? In dusting the rust off my blade, has the edge taken the toll? Certainly, I have grown, a fine man by all means But the child, the child would have climbed mountains, even knowing the fall. And yet I sit here seasoned and fit, with reason at my side, has the crazy taken a hit? From the crib to the soil, and now soaring high, has this flight taken away the land, in lieu of the sky...? 

A Poignant Recollection      The girl beside the window, the sundrops kissing her eyes, her face half hidden by a curtain A curtain of her thick black hair... She looks out, her eyes seem far her arms hugging her bag close in a slightly defensive slouch, may be thinking of something fond The wind blew a yellowed leaf and it brushed her cheek ever so softly for a moment her gaze fell on the world and she grasped the bag closer From the distance, I saw a hint of comfort, her fluttering lips giving way to a nervous smile. What was it, that was so dear to her? That she clutched so close to her heart? Shifting my glance to the sight outside, I saw a beautiful day.beautified more by her mere presence... She slid a dusky finger in the thick locks and let them aside My heart skipped a beat and her stare met mine I looked away for the fear of scaring her off, like a butterfly on a flower, ever so alert and rightly so, for the world is othe...

Delirium    When the nights are long, and there is not much to do, I sit by my window, and think of you... A heart full of longings and desires, a silent whisper, a silent tear With feelings, even words can't express, I just wish you were here... as the days pass and the nights fade, the more strongly I feel, for me, you are made My love keeps growing and will keep doing so, unless withering into darkness, I go.

With You    The summer Sun shining  on your deep eyes, the morning breeze playing with your hair... and out there you look, on the trees laden with bloom, smiling so sweet, as only you can do, and I can't tell you, that how much joy, you fill in my world, to be out there in the morning sun with you... I don't know what magic you call it, which word for that feeling will do, but all I know is that when I am with you, being happy is all I can do...