Temporal comfort of disbelief,
Enjoying it for a non-single time,
To your dreams it is a thief
Seems like a victimless crime.
Future self shouting to the past,
Deaf you are as it will repeat,
You were always an enthusiast,
You will always be incomplete.
Future's existence is nowhere,
As the past sinks it into oblivion.
Hefty stars above us all,
We can hear, they shall not call.
We think ourselves far unique,
A mindless storm, a mountain peak.
We cannot hear or neither see,
How minor we can truly be.
A fading star we are all,
A star that rises and starts to fall.
Simple rhymes from another acquisitive,
A drudge really.
Not a single rhyme occurs.
Living in a lifeless circus,
Without peace, slowly.
Feeling ill as days approach,
Disbelief, we live unholy,
Inhale, exhale and die tomorrow.
Poisoning myself with joy.
Joy you say?
May I close my eyes early,
In pain and fear,
Until my heart stops
And my mind closes its gate.
Pitch black or not.
Suffer or not.
What will become of me I ask?
Heaven? I really hope so.
Ahhh hope you say.
A word that we invented to comfort ourselves
And hide the unbearable truth.
You are right.
I need to stop.
She is somewhat as a rose,
Red, pure and with a thorn,
Seek a smile by bringing prose,
Happy again her heart reborn.
Changing the style.
Her hair is poured in smooth gold,
So soft when touched as I told.
Her eyes blush like summer's day,
Filled with colors blue and grey.
Her smile is like first coffee's touch,
With lipstick red as I love it such.
Her eyebrows raised when she's confused,
Or at times when she's not amused.
Her walk or jump the same as mine,
Pure, unique, a classic wine.
Her earrings special, always lost,
Always found them by any cost.
Her skin as soft as baby's is,
Different parts, a maze-like quiz.
Her mind as well sometimes confused,
Is it me to be accused?
Her myself when I look in a mirror,
Every time I see her clearer.
Her heart belongs to someone else indeed,
Mine is here to cherish her, to bleed.
Her presence is my carpe diem,
Time is lost with HER.
Vanished from the depths of pain,
No more suffer and free at last,
I heard a noise, it was a train,
It came from the past.
The cabin was seemed hollow,
Until a beauty's face enter,
Was it the past, why follow?
Not a torment but a centre.
Thy hair was pure gold,
The eyes as brown as oceans floor,
A beauty to recognize will behold,
Back then my dear, I would start a war and swore:
Forever yours and thee forever mine,
Till the sunlight ends to shine.
The Non-Existent One
She lays her steps in unknown places,
Wondering without a hint of my soul,
Crossing a world of many faces,
But not my own with no control.
One whispers to thee silently,
Pitch black empty are my screams,
Why can't you listen or just see?
Appear at once from my dreams.
One can imagine thy nature of beauty,
That you embellish upon our ground,
Will you come and forfeit your duty,
So my eyes will eternally be astound.
Where are you hiding my dearest dear?
I cannot find or am I blind?
On my cheeks there is a tear,
Waiting for life ways to unwind.
Not a single sign or voice to hear,
Crushing a creation of blind past,
They come and go and disappear,
I need you now or I shall blast.
Imagining what you pretend to be,
Everlast mistakes of a prejudice man,
A sincere fruit of a poisonous tree,
An amazing half should now began.
My mind describing thou body and soul,
Feeling guilty to not perfect,
Not to tell you as a whole,
Undeserveable would self-reject.
Asking questions to seek for none,
Wondering cluelessly through unplanned,
I want to meet thee one-on-one,
And to held you by the hand.
From each others perspective ,
We see all and nothing same,
Beauty and uglyness will be reflective,
Dear, I want to know your name.
She slowly whispered "I am Gaia",
I stood there silent and amazed,
Emerged from the water like a pariah,
Not a single movement as I was crazed.
At me her eyes were looking straight,
As hours pass like seconds do,
The wavy trans tries to narrate,
Like a knife it cut me through.
Still in sadden disbelief,
The reflection of a mirror,
Giving no hope and only grief,
If I close them I see you clearer.
You appeared for just a glimpse,
Sitting on the same old spot,
Many classy and some pimps,
Waiting for the same old plot.
For thee asking to be yours,
Swallowing a thing called pride,
So we against all start some wars,
The heart of thee will have died.
Maybe you are not the one,
With whom I will have to be,
Will it have to be undone,
Silent, empty had unfree.
Part of thy heart,
Feeling needy as it seem,
Such a mindful abstract art,
A beauty, an American dream.
Reaction fully same as yours,
The heart beats fast as light,
Started running out of doors,
Giving any means to fight.
First the eyes will disappear,
Then the hair will fall apart,
You will vanish my sweet dear,
Life will be a plastic heart.
My eyes will now open and close,
Travel beyond gravity universe,
Escape a field of a lonely rose,
Become a change to now immerse.
Steps of beauty in my freedom,
Not a single time to turn,
Living such a carpe diem,
Nothing more will I concern.
Meditate to find thy peace,
Hear the silent screams afar,
Your stress will somehow be decrease,
And the soul emerge a star.
This poem started running fast,
Confusing galaxy from above,
Avoiding topic and free at last,
Run away, away from love.
It will certainly make you smile,
Filled with joy for quite a while.
Your eyes will blush like summers day,
They crave for more would I say.
The time will stop and so will we,
This that ordinary people cannot see.
Kidnap them would be good,
It would put me in a mood.
Sexy talking and desire,
Smooth temptation with open fire.
My lips are patiently waiting now,
Escalate with them and I should bow.
The End 3
Tonight I feel completed,
Her eyes finally shut down,
Escape from reality that can't be repeated,
Evening pizza and coffee brown.
Never this will be forgot,
Daily readings of my thought.