Inkstand Town

Years ago, grew old a town
Of all the hearty residents folks. .
this’s a story of one such bloke.
In a horrid storm he rode aback his horse,
Pounding hoofs were lost & d dust settled on his trod,
It rained heavy as cursed the gods,
The paved path was lost. .& time too.

He heard a whisper carry a name along,
The bearer of voice was not earthbound.
to an angel’s voice he directed his reigns,
the sights of love. .he thought he would see again
It seeped water. .so the tide was high
He was carried & off a cascade.

Of all the torments he faced that night,
None compared to the demons inside,
He waged a battlefront on both sides
If only the voice had called his name aloud
He rests in the bottom till night. .
Waiting for d winds to bear a familiar noun.

'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..