A strap let loose,
A rum to booze,
A vent unzipped
An event clipped,
To die a life
To live a death,
And yet to love you
In every breath;
Keeps haunting me
Before me I always see
The days drawing close
As parting was what we chose;
To trim the dream
To whip the cream
Of memories sharp
And time in a warp,
Of a clogged net
Of a notion set,
Of a horse’s neigh,
Of a sea deny;
A phallic smell
A seed dwelt;
A flower torn
A new day born
With silhouette around
And a silver lining never found;
When wetness stung,
When blood sprung
With crimson hue
Of a valour much due;
And a thought crossed,
A war fought,
To lie in peace
To grasp the moment and seize;
And yet lie alone,
In a elusive zone
Waiting for truth to cease,
No more requests, please!
I can’t be an Atlas again,
Leave the globe alone;
I can’t be a proud mare,
Leave the ocean on its own.
For those eyes now lie,
My blushes now sigh,
And fail to gasp,
If I tighten my grasp,
As those strands tickled
My nostrils with ease,
Every blade now touches me
O! But with a sneeze,
And i know if i try to force within
Trying to break the screen very thin,
You would easily know,
And i would never need to show,
That you have changed
And its not a shame,
For so did I
And nothing will be the same.
