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she left me with only an echo
of her voice inside.
one that resonates in the labyrinths of my heart.
causing me to shake in grief.
her companions,shared in my grief.
they sang sober songs in tribute.
i woke up to their dirge,
this morning that,
raised a tear in my heart.

been gone a while,and i can still feel the pain,
the sorrow that rings in these empty space.
her departure,evident in this painful silence
that stubs my ears,
so much that it numbs my senses.
i begin to forget the beauty in her voice.

desperate,i sometimes submerge into the
insides of me,reach into the pockets
of my heart.
so maybe i might her echoing voice
recapture.
and resurrect her in me.

song

there is a song singing in my head.
a rhythm beating in my heart,
rhythmic and nostalgic
like an ancient drum,
sweet as her name,
sweeping through me like a careless
whisper.
tantalizing,spell binding ,
moving my heart to dance to
her rhythm.

this song singing inside of me,
is alluring,its exciting.
yet it mocks me,as i try to reach out
to touch it.
it eludes me,and drifts further from my grasp.
it cradles me still
like a lullaby,
hypnotises me into a sleep
so deep.
i sink deeper into it's sumptuous depths.
cast into a trance,listen to my heart in dance.

the world outside...

i close the door to the world outside,
commit myself to this lyrical suicide.
let my mind ride on the waves of
this rhythm.
lose myself to this moment.
let it consume me whole,
like alcohol.
till i think not upon sober thoughts.
but be inspired to undo cryptic notes,
connect mysterious dots
and find exists out of confide spaces.

i feel the rhythm touch me, uplift me
inducing a feeling fulfilling,
feel the elevation,
the spiritual escalation.
escaping the eyes of lustful beings,
that only find satisfaction in material things.
rescued from the sad songs,the bird on my window
sing,
elevated above these insatiable beings.

been walkin through this tunnel....

Been walking through this tunnel,
feels my walk is eternal.
still trying to find the light,
that will calm my fear.
suicidal thoughts plague my head.
i'm a dead-man walking,
can't you see the vultures flocking.
death knocks on my door,
but fear i do not show.

i feel like i'm locked behind invisible bars,
quaratined like contracted s.a.r.s.
avoided like a leper
while this hatred gnaws deeper.

my body is weary'
because of this endless,aimless
wandering,
through these streets.
penting in eddies of dust,
in search of a path,an answer to these questions
feelings that pound my head.

i shuffle through these blues,
that fill my ears like a weights on my heart
and burdens me.
walking towards no redemption
but fear in the heart,
and faithlessness in my mind.

through my heart's eyes.

through my heart's eyes
i feel hope,
i see clear skies
and rainbows.
arms uplifted towards heaven,
receiving this light that feeds off my faith.
feeding on this atmosphere.
 cradled in the arms of comfort
suckling of the breast of nature.
so i may renew my faith.

there is hope in this song,
that plays on in the depths of my soul.
making my eyes dance,
dance with a sparkle,
that moves my body to vibrate to
the rhythm of this dance.
tirelessly,i dance
like this song is forever
and i have energy to dance,
and dwell in hope.

yesterday was a bad dream,
today i dream no more,
while tomorrow is a thought to far.
happiness is here,
joy is now,
elation is in the scope of my eye.
in sunshines,
rainbows and beautiful smiles,
in energetic dances,
and hope that never dies.
but sings on
 in every rising sun
and every cloudless day.

lonisome.

drifting through this vast endless indigo sky.
a fruitless journey,to the ends of the world.
still yearning for my hearts desire.
this heart leads me through this futile escapade.
searching barren skies,
showing a facade of false hope,
paving untraceable paths ,
till i'm lost,in this barrenness,loneliness of my desire.
like the the land i traverse,
vast as a child's fantasy.
loneliness grips me like this madness.
drives me to the edges of sanity.
while these emotions run deep,
into the bottomless depths of my soul.
my faith fades with each passing wind,
that pushes me further towards insanity.

i am at the mercy of my desires,
blown in whichever cardinal direction.
tormented soul,
restless,
seeking,
lost,
desiring.
this journey is tiresome.yet this desire keeps me drifting,
drifting....drifting.....away....away....away

sadness

there is a sadness that sweeps over me,
shakes me,
and makes me shade a little more faith
each time.
lives me a little more barren than before.

i feel denuded,by this passing tide.

i reach up to daubed skies.
a futile attempt to receive his touch.
my faith can no longer keep me
grounded,
as i lose more strength each time
that
seasonal tide sweeps over me.

dancing to the rhythm of love

Dancing to the rhythm of love,
entangled in this embrace,
oblivious to popular sounds,
cocooned in this pleasant air.
We samba to the cadence of our hearts.

From the apex of the mind
to the plains of the heart,
to the life- full depths of the soul.
It percolates,
penetrating,
till it hits a nucleus. arousing an eruption
that causes an effervesce
uncontrollable,
till this body
betrays this feeling.
As it bubbles over then under,
then subsides,
living a residue,
an after taste akin to sweetness.