'Refill'

Revel in sights,
By a pair of holocaust eyes. .
In blurred tonight’s,
& dreams of it alike. .
Kindred traps loom-hover alight.

In my tryst to lead my steps away,
My metaphor lingered it’s stay.
Acknowledge change, if only I celebrated gay
People will pass by me & be strangers again. .
Me & my heart will remain the same,
Dream a sleep, smirk, curse, grin like hell
& dress like our leaded life, with no regrets!

in good faith'

Flooded gates, boundaries frail,
Let them for again vociferate.
A dream I will tonight vie,
It will take me off..my soliloquy
Like a Romeo doomed to die,
In curses I will have my life.

A thousand suns I lie awake for,
My window never once shut. .
But the cold is setting in now
The warmth of crossfire…no longer warms
But burns…charred my remains.

Watch from sidelines, I see myself in flames
wayward & all mine’s, emancipator the blaze.
The fire still lights like yesterday ..
& all I am is now a remembrance .

eclipse of an angel'

Darkness akin shadows follow posthumous light..
tar shadows ,my night’s fallout in broad daylight.
while a single ray of light holds d night at bay,
the grill of my window has a moon for it's sights..

are d guardians of night still or d prisoner me moving?

POKER FACE

In a smirk I fade
A feeling that always betrays
In protrudes of jabs,
Shrieks of squalls, my silent gags…
Pinned underneath my weight, my head
I feel betrayed, laid down in my grave..
Resilience my forte, reverberant my pretense
No longer breaks my fall, my gory hands

Devious me…devoid of white’s my ashtray..
Gives my tattletale…my poker face’

the last strafe..

alone waged another night
with my sleep as it's price,
i may have to someday
espionage myself & with it my soul.

hurt from ricocheting bullets,
I greet my hunter..
i wish I had a reason,
to thwart that stranger-
that lurks off from within my mirror..
instead I'm all but blooded,
in my own muted goad!

knit in time..

alley's no longer lead,
in the silence i cleave..
in my remembrance of you,
my sleeps have lost it's dream..
it's been ages
since i last had u on my arm's rose-bed.
the feeling no longer seems to leave,
the smoke in me still simmer's within..

watchfire'

warped in letters,
a part of me reaches out for..
in blooded pacts,
I'm bound for..
tap along to your tune,
d ears r forever shard for..

anthology of my rake,
is better in time lost for..