Spare me your affected affections
Your stunted philosophies
Wipe that shallow smile
Off your façade
...
The waves carry me
A log at the sea’s mercy
Will I ever reach the shore
And see it once more?
...
Stepping out into the silvery darkness
A chill wind made a big effort in vain
to still my bursting heart into calmness
which maddened at the thought of her again
...
'That's the ursa minor',
my friend points at a group of stars
'and that's the ursa major',
pointing to another group not far
...
Do you look up into the rain
Close your eyes and let the strips
Of clear drops brush your soft skin
like a thousand fingertips?
...
I wish i could turn a deaf ear
to everything i hear
turn a blind eye
to what passes me by
...
My friend falls
hit by an enemy’s bullet
Crying out my name as he stalls
to a lifeless wreck
...
Finally, the heavens burst
With much awaited cotton flakes
'The neighbour's son must
See this', my brother says
...
Winding through a faceless crowd
I meet nameless faces
I have no doubt
There are traces
...
I dream of places I can never see
Of realities that can never be
Of things I can never achieve
Of days I have yet to live
...
He reaches his hands out
Where are the walls?
He wanders about
Rising each time he falls
...
He wakes up to a shower
of his wife's scorching barrage
It does little to bother
his blissful state
...
The west bathed in red
It was bedtime for the sun
At the edge of the sky the moon waited
To light the world it was her turn
...
“There is life and there is death
and the difference between either
is one single breath”,
croons the singer
...
The walls disappear
leaving me in the open
Everything i see and hear
is different
...
Unruffled and untouched
the cement bench hides a rag slouched
hidden from the world without
a rag dirty and uncouth
...
Affected Affections
Spare me your affected affections
Your stunted philosophies
Wipe that shallow smile
Off your façade
Of chameleon identities
Disrobe and let me spy
On your nakedness
Unblemished of illusions
Let it be a moment of realities
Untangle the web of words
Woven around you
The warp of ironies
And the weft of sarcasm
Come out of your hiding
The walls around you are crumbling
In the open
So I can understand
Your substance
You, your essence
i love your poems, they touch my soul.