1.
Of geckos and worms
Of rats and leeches
Of scruffy ignorance and sad assumptions
Of audacities and small-mindedness
Of impudence and ingratitude
Of empty rant and careless wit
Of baseless familiarity, short memories and blatant insolence
Of hidden envy and hatred; of mocking whispers…
Of bland friendship and fallacious minds incapable of intelligence
Of you and your stupid mistake…that mistake that will not be forgiven.
2.
I love the feel of a new morning…
of the hopelessness it brings…
waking up to the uncertainty of a new day.
I love the rains, the soothing wretchedness it leaves behind…
I love the smell of new books; the smooth sound of flipping pages…
And the words that leap to kiss me.
For great conversations that I find and cherish before they thaw to conceit
For all the songs that have shaped my heart.
The goose bumps I get when love and affection happen once every while.
For friendships that last through a glass of wine…
For the inner peace and for positive energy…
So that the things I cannot afford do not become my burden.
3.
I am only me
Blood with a life of red.
Breaths deep and low
My tranquillity resides in words
Pure. Simple. Sincere
You are in my words
My heart cannot contain the immensity of you –
Your ego, your hubris will crush the life of me.
Easy. It is only me.
There is fire in your eyes
Blink, just once….
The silkiest nuance of Tenderness
Blink, just once, I want to see it again.
My tongue is a promise…
My mouth, a benediction.
I am only me
Blood with a life of red.
Red. Hot. Aching.
