Anesthetized Lips

Blue skies turning grey
The sun’s long gone…
Snow is on the ground,
Winter’s come…

Trapped within her cage
Hidden from the world
A free bird in isolation
Wings growing cold.

Her anesthetized lips,
Have been numb for a while.
How can she sing?
When she can’t even smile.

In silence she waits,
Holding on to her belief;
The dark hour shall pass,
And truth will set her free.

Grey skies turning blue,
The snow long gone…
She can hear her song,
Spring’s come…

Latent Smile

Evanescent rain weightlessly drifting,

Impalpable push of a benign breeze.

The warmth of shimmering skies

Rekindle the shriveling embers within.

The changing colours of the skies,

A lucid reflection in your eyes.

Life bereft of its mundane throes;

Every passing thought silently echoes.

Aging leaves float across the street,

Like sailing ships in tranquil seas.

Into the depths of the night;

Forever lost amongst the stars.

Shining dust and their mysteries untold,

As you join the dots the stories unfold.

Listening to their tales in wonder,

Resting your head on my shoulder.

Slowly cede to your heavy eyes,

And lapse into a gentle sleep.

Your pensive face melts away,

To leave behind a latent smile.

Smoke Stacks

A tainted window, a solemn door.

Dull monochrome, a place so old

Faded pulchritude, of forgotten times.

Dingy light, ash on the floor.

Another dusty soul, growing cold

In indolence, in blissful ignorance.

A dusky sky, bereft of light.

Of invisible stars, many stories told

Of a lonely sun, in decadent times.

In the future, light shining bright.

Fake hopes, progress foretold

Of changing ways, in changing times!

A million smoke stacks in sight.

Their morbid clouds corrode

A lonely existence, its last chance...

Surreal Happiness

I see you from the corner of my eye.

And drift into an inward smile.

I wonder about your thoughts,

And the infinite possibilities leave me lost.

Like a harmless invisible shadow,

From the reflections of the window;

Another quiet glimpse I steal,

As I paint pictures of how you truly feel.

A heart bereft of simple joy.

Glued together like a broken toy.

In search of human compassion,

Does it exist or is it another naive illusion?

Your mind riddled with fears,

A placid face to hide the tears.

Slowly letting go your dreams.

Faith withering away like autumn leaves.

Incomplete is your pallid canvas,

A shade of grey devoid of happiness.

Let go of any grand illusions,

Of change in someone else’s actions.

In little things I have found reason,

To burgeon hope through every season.

Freedom, you will truly feel,

Follow me to find such happiness, surreal.

Oceanbed

Silent is the world that surrounds me,

Darkness is the only light around me.

Serene is the water within these trenches,

Home for the ship wrecked and lost.

Forgotten souls rest in this bottomless abyss,

Sunk to this depth by turbulent tides.

A faint glimmer from far overhead,

Fills me with dreams and hopes.

I swim away from this oceanbed,

To escape this lonely world I dread.

Silent is the world that surrounds me,

Darkness is the only light around me.

I see the light from afar getting brighter,

The weight of water on me now is lighter.

Then appeared the fruit of this journey,

The existence of another being like me.

All is beautiful, all is bright,

The limitless infinity within my sight.

The shackles broken to free my soul,

The oceanbed, a dim memory of a hole.

Dreams of the surface surrounds me.
Shafts of light dance around me.
Peaceful is the world that surrounds me
When I have you around me.

Trains

Shifting landscapes,

Crimson stain in the deep blue skies.

Drifting angular shapes;

Paint my thoughts as the time flies.

Distant designs move ahead,

While I leave the shapes nearby behind.

Music of the train bed,

Playing to the silent voices in my mind.

A journey from the future into the past;

I wish you could make this dream last.

Trains keep on whistling by in the lonely night sky;

The lights shine bright.

I close my eyes and I'm with you.

A journey from the future into the past;

I wish you could make this dream last.