Monthly Archives: July 2015

I Pray You’ll Never Know (My Final Ode)

Have I over estimated
the omnipotence
of literary terms?

Have I written you
my final ode?

Will the words I’ve sent
suffocate
any dormant hope?

I pray endlessly to the gods,
to any that might listen,
I pray endlessly
to any that might respond.

How lonely am I
without your retort,
you will never know.
How hypnotic
the redundancy of waiting
can be on the soul.

I pray you’ll never know!

Worry for me not,
this spell is two decades old.

I’ve fooled myself
into believing it a lullaby.

In my own sick way;
pathetically,
this is good-bye.


Never Forever

Now I’m six months older,
six months bolder;
time has taught me to endure pain.

Now never forever
is my endeavor
to ever fall in love again.

Now never forever,
if I am clever,
shall I fall into love’s restrain.

Now I turn the pages
written by the sages
in hopes of finding relevancy.

Alike Quasimodo
fell for Esmeralda,
the refugee gypsy,

you know I fell for you
and that now I too
ask to be “of stone like thee”.

And like the poor monster
stitched up by Frankenstein
requests only a mate,

-I learn, like he, from books
of the wonderful things life holds
and man can swiftly take.-

So now I’ve like he,
(forced by society)
learned jealousy and hate.

The weight is off my shoulder,
my heat is colder…
at least numb I won’t feel the pain.

Now never forever
is my endeavor
to ever fall in love again.

Now never forever,
if I am clever,
shall I fall into love’s restrain.


For Eternity

Let her innocence
take your heart over,
like an anchor sinking down under.

Let her innocence
throw your heart over,
like the oceans control her emotions.

Let your love blossom
like a rosebud into beauty.
Beware, her thorns may strike in fury!

Could you spend your life
fearing everyday,
to never see
the light of day,
to feel within your pulse
the pain
of devoting your love
in vain?

Some say it’s electricity
that brings two opposite people
together.
Some say it’s for eternity,
but only two can destine
their forever.

Let experience
take her mind over,
but be clever never to preach her.

Let experience
throw her mind over.
When you hold her…blade on your shoulder?

Let your love flourish
like a fire in the wild.
Beware of it’s direction
blown by winds of a child!


Cry Wolf

“Wolf !”, he cried.
Not once, but twice and I ran to his aid.
“Wolf !”, he cried.
Not once, but twice and into black I fade…

A child in the woods alone and scared
seeks every chance to care.
Poor child in the woods alone and scared
seeks every chance to dare…
to dare to look,
to dare to love,
to dare to live…
today.

“Wolf !”, he cried.
Not once, but twice and I heard every scream.
“Wolf !”, he cried.
Not once, but twice…I’m a victim to his scheme.

This child in the woods alone and scared
will one day cry again.
Poor child in the woods alone and scared
his cry is not in vain…
his wolf will come,
his wolf will prey,
his wolf will avenge…
someday…

the cry that broke the silence,
the silence of our way.


Catch the Scent of Fear

Racing past the wind,
I’m hunting down the prey.
Catch the scent of fear,
but much to my dismay.
The conscious-less beast,
I claim myself to be,
is caught in your sly
claws of intimacy.

Hunter turns to fox
due to sheer carelessness.
And fox turns to wolf,
but his rage he’ll suppress.
Underneath your hex,
I’m paralyzed with fear.
Grasping reality:
My soul, you endear.

Gnawing at my paw
for free I need to be.
From the pain I feel
when you’re not next to me.
Racing past the wind,
I’m hunting down the prey.
Catch the scent of fear
so I stop to survey:

Intoxicated,
I hear your pounding heart.
Almost sedated,
your look tears me apart.
Emancipated,
collect my inane pride
I am defeated.
Commence the dreaded stride.


Bold Hearts (III)

Unsaid rules falter
Acquisitive onlookers
Hungrily close in
Manful hands explore with greed
Desperately claiming their way

Voiceless battle
Eyes lock only to dismiss
Mouths no longer grin
Fearless fingers probe at will
Till hearts settle in their way

Tacit surrender
To pleasure behind closed lids
Lips part to receive
Stouthearted hands flutter fast
Heaven’s promised underway


Bold Hearts (II)

A silent query
With the cock of my left brow
Then your grin wavers
But your brazen hand persists
And my covering gives way

A soundless approach
Predator’s unbroken stare
And sinister smile
Precede rough intrepid hands
Demanding things go my way


Bold Hearts (I)

Unspoken desire
Appetency in your eyes
A casual grin
And a bold venturesome hand
You’re used to having your way


Forty-Five

Forty-five revolutions
Around the sun.
I have lived and I have loved
And I’ve lost some.

Forty-five revocations
Of my credence
In love unconditional
And it’s dispense.

Forty-five reservations
Of my self worth,
Quickly yield to erasure
In life’s grand mirth.

Forty-five revelations
Of faith and hope,
I have embraced one each year
To help me cope.

Forty-five resolutions
On my birthday
To quit greeting the morning
As a doomsday.


Crow’s Nest

Upon this perch I rest
Night and day in quest
Of love in a sea of loveless
Waves and tides of hopeless
Motions and emotions that stick
To my heart till it feels seasick

Climb upon the main mast
To the Crow’s Nest fast
For approaching hazards I spy
Deep in my soul not with my eye
But with my heart’s inner radar
It’s my malfunctioning gaydar

Here upon my lookout
It’s hard to reach out
Or to be heard calling ahoy
Sans it sounding like a ploy
Into your bunk and not your heart
Towards the end right from the start

Alone up here I wait
And I self-placate
My heart from the brutal sea of
Heartless men who know not love
Or what it means to hold this post
It is they I pity the most

Upon this perch I rest
Night and day in quest…