PHASES
Each beginning has an end
and each end brings us to
one more beginning,, one more end.
like the phases of the moon we die
to the world we know to rise again
different and the same.
the years push us to change and grow,
rise and fall, until we can rise no more

With rudder, scope, and ravens three,
A lonely sailor combed the sea.
But even though he tried and tried
He couldn’t find the fabled key.
In grief he held his head and cried,
“Why is there something wrong with me?
What is this hole I feel inside?”
With gentle voice the sea replied,
“You are unloved and dispossessed.
There lies the reason you’re depressed.
You need the love of someone to
Ignite the light inside your chest.
The sun is loved by stars, it’s true.
They chase the sun from east to west.

The number of bodies kept on piling
All of them mutilated, body parts missing.
The pressured Commissioner is fuming,
his family threatened and forced into hiding.

Sulong Fazwan's vacation cut short,
the team of hunters assembled again
to find the man who kills for sport
and throw his reign into the drain.

Grace reached out with her powers,
linking them to Chaz's ability.
They saw the face of the murderer
and learn the dark reality.

To watch the lilt of dancing azure bells,
bright sunlight shining from the golden cups;
while purple plumage ornaments green dells,
I pass by mottled moor hens and taupe tups.
Down where a bashful hind in twilight sups,
great rowans slowly swaying in the breeze;
an otter splashes, playing with her pups,
protected by white clouds of phantom trees.

As spirits ebb is lifted by degrees,
oppressive urban forces vaporise;
the leaden, drab existence fleetly flees.
My soul and simple nature harmonise.

Smiles only
but not like mine

This smile took many hearts away
only in one now it stays today
each and every night all say
but many a times
he looks another way
to compare your smile
with someone elses all say

but there lies no truth in that
your smile is aging maybe
but still spills youth
on many daily

You take me to those heights
where I could never
dream to ever fly

but for you....
you have been
my master
all know
and
a sincerest one
at that also
many read me
only b'coz you say so

hope you stay longer
ere you go

May the winds of change
bring about a change
and
let you forever
in our hearts remain

this world is a vast domain
we all know
no one for all times does remain
but we have to be sane
and
accept of what does remain

You’re gazing long into a lady’s face,
a probing look to search out any flaw;
the mental picture you in secret draw,
compared to model queens of style and grace.
The slightest thing, a hair that’s out of place,
akin to breach of some unwritten law;
and so you see in viewing features raw
another outward sign of her disgrace.

NOTHING LOST

There is fire in my heart
that carries me to places
of my own creation,
words flying on Fury’s Wings
bursting from dying spaces.
the soul speaks and I listen
before there is only silence
of the passing spirit; there is
much to tell for the mystery
we seek is within us…

It's 3 a.m.
and the paper is flipping off the pen
Will another verse ever find meaning
or will now just become the newest then?

Another hour
turns longing into a missing day
The pen spits back at the paper
and lends itself to be wiped away

and leaves us with
the silent crow of a morning hen
revealing words from the mid nights shadows
that once were lost, but are now here to stay.

A storm is brewing in my head
It is filled with fear and dread
Not knowing if I am alive or dead
I just hide covered in my bed

Only thoughts of escape repeat echoes
Like chimney smoke that bellows
With ghosts who are unfriendly fellows
The minds screen filled with death’s gallows

Body kicking, body twitching, last rights
No thought of fantasies flights
The rewinding of life, like lost kites
Eyes searching for the sparks of lights