Lost Lovers in Love
It was April's midnight
As I traced the trees on your wrist
I got lost in your forest and hills
I felt your eyes on my palms
A fire ran through our stems
The grenade rocked in my bosom
As I drew worldly maps on your neck
The sweet poetry of your lips
Brought May's geranium
Into my lungs
It bloomed and I bloomed
I could not breathe
But it was a la vie en rose
Unrealism
Darling, we mend the sins of our soul
With the very light saint that runs in blood
We can't sustain what's in our core
Darling, if we're the poison in the remedy
The shame hidden in the pride
The black holes in the galaxies
The laughs in the carnage
Then darling, we are the abrupt change
The world is trying to obstruct
We're whom they fear to be
We're the faux life in this life
Darling, we're the unrealistic brought to the realistic
Shame in My Lover
From where i stand
I am in cognizance
My lover is in disguise
He's in my skies
Darkening my heavy clouds
He's in my grounds
Digging away my planted roots
He's in my void
Drawing in his chaos
He's within me
Eating away my forsaken soul
Oh, the shame!
What I fear!
And can't seem to bear
My lover is inhumane
For he will destroy
The beauty he comes upon
I no longer stand on bare foot
I'm diminished to my last root
Disgraceful I Am
Disgraceful might I be
Thy whispers die with a passing wind
Beautiful facade is covered with dust
Disgraceful might I be
Thy smile invades my privileges
My life, my work, my ambitions
Hold still by the villian thou ought to be
Disgraceful might I be
An asinine I am, indeed
For letting the mournful like thou to be
A pleasant sight to see
Disgraceful might I be
I pray in the midst of my rancor
Oh the Mighty!
The Creator of infinities!
May the inhumane human
March into the mouth of hell alone