
Monday, August 13, 2012
relativity
a crescendo
somewhere
far off
a cacophony
somewhere
closer
depending on
where you are
and where i
stand
never
muted
never
diluted
pure form
sublime
silken
soft
with
jagged edges
those sounds
your sounds
i hear
sometimes
from behind the walls
sometimes
from the universe
underground
sometimes
falling
from above
like stars
rain
hopes
dreams
wishes
certain words
flying
with wings
some
crawling
beneath
my skin
some sounds
those sounds
your sounds
come at me
sideways
crashing into me
before i can turn
spread my arms
and say
slow down
why this frenzy
you know you are
welcome
but those sounds
your sounds
can't hear
they raise
and rise
like a crescendo
cacophonic
somewhere
far off
somewhere
close
depending
on where
you are
and where
i stand
Monday, August 6, 2012
innuendo
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
laughing at the tears of a clown
a clown
i
do not
take my make-up off
before i go to bed
too taxing
i think
the tears
shall wash
it away
the silent sobbing
benefits of
crying myself
to sleep
besides
why be bothered
about this
glittery gloss
twice in a day
why take the trouble
to put out
this mask
which
with every dawn
comes
as a gift
forcing my
self coloured
gloomy frown
upside down
into a blood red
grin
stapled
on my face
through out
the day
as i wait
for the evening
to build up
into the night
so that i can
coil
on my mattress
remembering
gut wrenching
eternal facetious
innocent sin
my once
pride n joy
now a chagrin
waiting
for the moment
when these
sticky wet dry
tears
come
rolling
burn
through my
masque raid my skin
and not taunt
or laugh
or point fingers
just run down
my cheek
nicely tucked
under my chin
asking me
while putting me
to sleep
hey clown
apart
from your
make-up
and
comic antics
and
funny frowns
and forced grins
how have you been
how have you really been
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
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