Thursday, December 10, 2009

drip


Piercing hard on my naked skin
Like needles carved out of ice,
Or like the penetrating, heart-melting
Stares of your God-made eyes.

Black water oozes through to my heart
Inside the cavern, an ancient pain thrives
I look up, tightly closing my eyes
Being afraid to death, of the celestial knives

Running a burning sensation down your cheeks
Hot tears in the cold rain, you can't hide
I repent, I despise, I curse the shower
Can't see you anymore, by my side

The sky shines like an apocalypse
Or the blood colour of my eyes
Corroding, shivering, brazen under the heaven
I stand, clutching, cherishing my own demise

Sunday, July 12, 2009

The Last Rain


Like the touch of rain she was
On a man's flesh and hair and eyes
When the joy of walking thus
Has taken him by surprise

In the warmth of her love, he burns,
He sings, he laughs, well I know how,
He melts to get fused to her
As the rain says 'I'll go now'

Those two words shut a door
Between me and the blessed rain
Who was never there before
And will not ever, be again.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Insomnia, Claustrophobia and You

Those days, when you blinked
Your eyes had that shine
I could feel my insides lit
I could claim you were mine.

When you spoke, it was music
When you laughed, 'twas rain
Your scents intoxicated me
You freed me of pain.

Now I'm seeking droplets of laughter
In your dried and sore eyes
My voice does not reach you anymore
It just echoes, chokes, and dies.

Insomnia, claustrophobia have resumed
So has the weeping under the shower
Ages back, 'twas the wait for you
Tonight, waiting for it to be over.