Saturday, March 17, 2012

Social normalities

I defy you !!
By actions and by word,
And in turn
you deny me
my friends.
And her.

I frustrate your nature,
and what I keep,
a piece of myself
a piece of me.
My self's very centre.
But what's it worth
to lose what you love,
to be another vessel.
Of emptiness.

So I am compelled
to rebel against you,
I battle to baffle you,
I flout and doubt you
through toil, I foil you !!

And thy successful
to say I have won !!
Now that you !!
Have nothing left to conform.
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Friday, November 25, 2011

My Sun

As the Sun
peeks up from the sky,
gazing down to Earth.
Its warm embrace
comes hand in hand
with the heat,
giving my fingers
a shade of sweat glazed skin.
During Sunset,
it paints the dull buildings
a array of red and orange
relighting it,
as it completes
its leap across the sky.
And before it is gone,
it hugs the contours
of the building,
reluctant to let go.
Then did I part with her.
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Friday, November 4, 2011

Jealous Hands (edit)

I caught a glimpse
of your eyes,
but I havn't,
caught yours yet.

So what seed shall
I plant and grow,
that you shall find
fruitful to you ?
Obsession ?
For my fingers are green.
My hands are jealous
of my eyes,
that trace,
the very contours
of your skin.
And I feel it take root.

Your flowery scented presence,
it consumes my attention
like one
would consume grass.
Not so much as
enjoying it,
as just a way of life.
There is !!
No chase here.

I long to hold you,
before our youth bought
innocence and ignorance,
runs out of steam.

But shalln't you worry,
for the plant I planted
is stalkless.

But when you leave
and are gone.
All would be left
is the broken branches
and twisted bark
that through time
nothing is left,
but just left to decay,
and fallen to the ground.
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Green bean.

Jealousy,
that little green bean
planted in my head
soon started to grow,
showered with
false hopes and dreams.
Theres no stopping it now,
to a beanstalk
of emotions it becomes.
What is left of me now.
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