Black Rose

They watered you 

they watered me

Green sepals and a 

beautiful bud

our leaves

our thorns

alike.

The soil alike

our roots

intertwined

I thought we'll be

thrown away.

You motivated me

you are beautiful 

you said 

in your own way.

They looked at me 

but did not understand

turned to 

you

sunshine to you

my love I said.

We both don't move

But you move.

They watered you 

they watered me

They plucked you

They plucked me

You ended up in lover's arms

And I on soil again

of a burial ground.

You still said I

was beautiful

But who saw?

No one to bat an eye

at the black rose

 "More sunshine to you"

You beautiful pink one.

Three Fishes

Life is becoming too simple
Like the water of  a quiet pond
Silent surface, but life inside
The thing is though
I don't wish to dip my head in.

I could jump from where I am
into who I am
to be the only one alive
in this deep blue water.

I try to drown everytime
but the void inside
resurfaces me.

She stopped me this time,
said I'll come with you
I took her hands and jumped we
She leapt into the darkness
down below.

"There's nothing here, why is that so?
Just dead fishes, waters dark and slow"
She said I can help you bring some light
and released she three fishes
She swam above
her job was done.

I looked back and thought there will be light
The goddess of  had left all but to look at
three plastic fishes.

Tranquility (1)

Clad in a red robe

He washes his face under the waterfall

Everything is crystal clear

He gazes into the clouds 

A short figure is coming behind

Distant smoke he can smell

It reminds him of a simpler time

Of chasing monkeys with his pals

Dewdrops on orchid trees

Give a sense of 

Tranquility 

But he’s not satisfied 

With metaphors 

He takes a sip

Gets on his feet

He needs his stick

An old stick

A gift from his mentor 

So he says

Sturdy like the man himself

He takes his teachings seriously 

For it his only half his trek

It is day 13

No he hasn’t yet

He doesn’t know if he’s close

There are though footsteps 

Bigger than his

Sunk into the rocks

It is not the way of common men

For they simply do not

Understand

They seek peace in a lover’s hands

With fragile hearts and brittle bones

They can only contemplate 

But he does not put his mind to that

For he has bigger things

To tread wet green rocks and

And jungles free

In search of 

Tranquility. 

(To be continued)

Beside

It is dark blue

But pitch black down here

I can see you

I can feel you

But I miss you

The night is cold

But you are not

For you always have been

Radiant. 

I see silver moonlight 

In your eyes

You are now just glass

Waiting for someone 

To push you over

So you can break apart. 

And once again I join you

And join you

To see what it’s like

To be so close to a certain end

Knowing this isn’t it

For the one you trust 

Is right beside 

But are you?

Steps

I walked the desert today

No asphalt, no trails

Just hot unforgiving terrain

You cannot lay slow steps

If you do

It will trap you

My skin is burning 

My legs are giving up 

Still I test myself once again

I’ll cross someday 

This place which ate men

There was although 

A muddy patch

Quicksand 

I took a step of relief 

Cool cool mud

But I cannot stay

I’m sinking 

I must move

I seek comfort in people 

In the same way

It is a desert indeed

I’ve found quicksand 

Dilemma 

Stay or move?

I’ve given up control

I’m sinking. 

Unfinished

Little do you know 

About what echoes in the seas,

The show of supersonic screams,

About what they perform, about what they dream. 

 Little do you know 

About what rots on the surface,

The little beings that consume his remains,

His bony hand up high, his head in the ground,

Holding a faded family photograph,

This corpse, their stage, 

Come all fishes and surround.