boulevard

Walking on a boulevard
My silent self around strange faces
The city of lights
The Arabian beats
Paint a modern art,
And cast a new man in the sand

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Numb

the lips that fail,

to speak the secrets of a heart

the lone rose in an empty park

on the bench,

a hand that moves away,

in another man’s hand

the resonance

a silent wind and it’s whispers

a bleaching petal,

falling into a winter’s cold

my flesh will numb tonight,

in the tears of an unspoken love

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE WORLD IS A BEAUTIFUL PLACE IF ONLY THERE ARE ENOUGH WORDS TO SPEAK OF IT’S BEAUTY

her heart belongs

it is beautiful in the skies

above the clouds where a bed of white spreads

sometimes she wonders,

if her wings would stretch forever

and even then,

the stars were just too far

a little close,

but their twinkles were still faint

and so she returned

back into her little cage

the falling bricks and the rusty roof

turning to dust,

the memories of a young blood,

an ancient spirit,

returning to the skies,

where her heart belongs

 

 

 

Eden

A man seeks that he can never have
Like tearing through a sky far beyond, 
reaching with his hands, 
to hold firmly
divinely cast

A 70’s wagon
It’s lines of perfect beauty
Smooth like old wine 
And with it’s round wheels, 
he chokes it into a pleasure sound

A sunset is never far from the twilight
Within the radiance of her fading smile,
they shine bright
The infinite stars of a silent night,
in your eyes

And he is fallen for just one
A single star
The lines of your face with every detail,
He watches, in contemplation, 
Like a lion and it’s prey

Oh Yes! It’s prey! 
The dance of the fur on your back, 
a cool wind brushing,
and then, 
he makes his move

Calculating your steps, 
breathing to the beat of your heart,
leaping with his sharp paws,
he hits hard on your thighs, 
his razor teeth deep into your neck

Sudden, but tender 
A fast heart pounding to elusive passions
Young and raw
The woes of a forbidden play
Whispers to oneself,

It never feels great to be hurt 
And yet, this does
Happiness and naughtiness 
Drunk of the ecstasies
When did we want so much?

His long arms around my chest
The warmth of his skin on my bare back
And his deep voice, 
whispering into my ear, 
unto my soul

Innocence is stolen
When Adam takes the first bite,
and Eve never wonders, 
Of the forbidden love,
In Eden

Where they lived, 
happily ever after

Eden

A man seeks that he can never have
Like tearing through a sky far beyond,
reaching with his hands,
to hold firmly
a divinely cast

A 70’s wagon
It’s lines of perfect beauty
Smooth like old wine
And with it’s round wheels,
he chokes it into a pleasure sound

A sunset is never far from the twilight
Within the radiance of her fading smile,
they shine bright
The infinite stars of a silent night,
in your eyes

And he is fallen for just one
A single star
The lines of your face with every detail,
He watches, in contemplation,
Like a lion and it’s prey

Oh Yes! It’s prey!
The dance of the fur on your back,
a cool wind brushing,
and then,
he makes his move

Calculating your steps,
breathing to the beat of your heart,
leaping with his sharp paws,
he hits hard on your thighs,
his razor teeth deep into your neck

Sudden, but tender
A fast heart pounding to elusive passions
Young and raw
The woes of a forbidden play
Whispers to oneself,

It never feels great to be hurt
And yet, this does
Happiness and naughtiness
Drunk of the ecstasies
When did we want so much?

His long arms around my chest
The warmth of his skin on my bare back
And his deep voice,
whispering into my ear,
unto my soul

Innocence is stolen
When Adam takes the first bite,
and Eve never wonders,
Of the forbidden love,
In Eden

Where they lived,
happily ever after

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