Anger

Sleep on it .. Let it lie ..
As such they say .. to every lie ..

Let it go .. Free the lash ...
Don't End your phrases with a gash ...

But I couldn't .. I simply refused ..
How a man can be horribly abused ? ..

All the years .. 17 years in total sum ..
And lots have passed .. some more to come ..

The dream was shaped in all hues ..
The illusion was set without any clues ..

He modeled a vision within me ..
Then the vision became a destiny ..

For 17 years, I kept one sole desire ..
A narrative I wish to acquire ..

In the decade plus the seven years ..
Lots of sentiments were felt .. lots of tears ..

But "it" always calmed the tempest ..
Laid the anchors of a bark called Rest ..

So, to learn that it's a copy of a dream?
That what usually seems, does not seem?

It is a lie based on an intended cheat ..
It is a lie .. and I could barely defeat ..
And I could barely defeat ..
And I could barely defeat !!!

My Muse

Blogs are only sweet ... 'Coz "he" has introduced them to me ..
Charging as one needs ... "He" is my "Muse" and "the Poet to Be".

J.

A Whisper

Shadows of Love hovers above,
Smoothly uttering a song to sing,
"Love me tender, Love me true"
And I shall sincerely continue
"Be my sun to shine me a beam,
That bounces round inside your realm;
Take me a friend, I'll be content,
Invite me closer, I'll share you my tent;
Soften my pain, release my sigh,
I'll love you as stars adore the sky;
Note my simplicity, for it is a key,
It carries myself, and hides me!"
Shadows of Love hovers above,
Gently whispering a lyric to sing;
"Love me tender, Love me sweet"
And I with this shall restrain my heat!

Can A Man Be More Than A Man?

O my ink ..

Allow my right fingers to dip the quill in thy dark sea ..

Let me stain pages .. Leave me blot papers .. there are much wonders to scribble about ..

Much more inhibitions to manifest !!

O my ink ..

Surely one can not fathom into thy depth ..

For it hides the secretive wisdom of the sages ..

Holds within the sublime messages of prophets and priests ..

And most importantly, conceals the whispers and the murmurs of lovers !!

Ask me not to divulge my self ..

'Coz there is inside me .. another man .. still in my brain ..

Creating his own womb ..

Charging himself from my eager awaitness ..

Loitering as I am ..

For something to be born ..

Ask me not to ask about him:

Can A Man Be Really More Than A Man??