From a young age, I have been in love with life.

From the chirruping birds of the morning to the singing cicadas at dusk, each day is filled with wonder and awe. This could be the day I meet The One. Now could be the time my stars align. Who’s to say that today is not the day I find my way?

Yes, life is filled with such joy and potential, how could one not be drunk on the experience?

But as an old man, facing the inevitable undiscovered country, I look back and see so many wasted opportunities, so many empty days.

The times I should have said, ‘I love you.’ The lost embrace which was never shared. A stoic expression which could have been replaced by a smile.

Unlike Frank, I have many regrets, all of them of things which I did not do. That is a sobering thought.

I fell asleep

I dreamt I had a canvas

And a palette with blobs of densely colored paint

I began painting on this canvas feverishly, feeding the canvas its food

My hand danced, stroke after stroke with a wisdom of technique I questioned possible

My brushes moved with a rhythm, too choreographed for coincidence

I was destined to paint a masterpiece

A voice, not audible, it was intuitive

Suggested I call the painting "earth"

I awoke after the last stroke of my brush was meticulously placed upon the canvas

And saw what I had created was no longer a dream, but a beautiful reality.

Lay down soft with those hazel eyes,

Darling beauty, darling true,

And let me paint you like the skies,

For my tainted brush sees none but you.

Violet red and indigo blue,

In different lights of different moons,

All forms of your beauty in different hue,

Engrave my heart with words I do swoon.

Exorcise my demons, battle my sin,

Conquer my mind with glances you infuse,

Your treacherous words nourish my corrupted skin,

And heed my thoughts of tireless abuse.

Darling beauty, darling of mine,

With your heavenly breath of death and sky,

Paint me under a million stars as they do shine,

And sing a sweet tune of my eternal lullaby.

Feed me shelter from those angelic lips,

And encourage calloused hands to portray your fortuitous glory,

Drink my command and pose under an auspicious eclipse,

So I may draw you with my own, fingertips most unworthy.

Sing me a tune of disobedience and pain,

And your eyes will alight with ghastly fire,

For you are my own warming sun and drizzling rain,

And inconstant weather you bring my mind to inspire.

Devil by day, Angel by night,

Wings with wind of impenetrable duress,

Under pale moonlight and flickering stars,

You become my unyielding Goddess.

Sweetheart of wonder with tears of wine,

That tempts my heart with love I diffuse,

Below light of night, grace my lustreless shrine,

And succumb to become, my adored swain, my beloved muse.

        Properly, Shakti novelly and navelly shocked his majesty, Shi, furiously forcing an utter apostrophe on Lakshmi out of sheer spontaneity. Chi mastery. Quite the achievement. After all, the season of pure being gets plain and boring; needs some seasoning. The reasoning theistic: Don't go ballistic on me yet as Indra's Net's net output's equivalent to the past, present, and future tense. You are tense because this succinctly said sequence seemingly means that previous divine glory wasn't so vehement and relevant as initially read in that story. But fear oblivion to psychic dyslexia as it may swiftly lead to hungry-ghost -level anorexia. Take a breath of fresh jiva and please remember yours truly,

        Shiva.

I have this hope

that my words will be

devoured by the starving,

that my syllables will be

corners of a beautiful carving,

that my consonants will be constant

in changing people,

and my vowels will cause vows of

restlessness and adventure.

But my adventure only reaches

the people in this town-

i have lived no where else-

and my words reach

no one.

Life is a blessing

But also a curse

Love & Happiness

Hate & Evil

Relationships

Crimes

Loyalty

Betrayal

Worthy

Worthless

Everything we have been given, everything we have earned

Everything wrong with the world... and us

We forgive

We fight 

We love 

We hate

We smile

We cry

We live

We die...