RUSSIAN ROULETTE

A sudden strike of lightening
out of a calm, clear sky
fire blue electric from way on high,
violent acts of Nature’s Fury inflicted
on Mankind : the unforeseen surprise,

Fate’s wanton choices : nowhere to hide;
slumbering daemons dark and murderous
lurking deep inside waiting to ravish
Flesh and Mind : random cruelty and
death by design.

,.,.,.My flowery youth
Youth is that fountain ....which must one day dry
no matter how much one may try
youth does die
but in form of aging skin and balding hair
but the heart within remains youthful ....till aging ....is an age passed dream
youth remains within we still need only watering
what a youth we all have enjoyed ....reading our past in your lovely verse
‘tis as if yesterday we were in youth... now 'tis worse... left in memories as in this youthful verse

One red rose he placed next to her
He whispered I love you
The wetness from each pedal
Came from the morning dew
The ground was white with snow
That glistened from the Sun
Footsteps and footprints followed one by one
The drops falling down each cheek
From the tears that he cried
Reminded him the love that they shared
The times before she died
Her casket was a bit of grey with a small amount of silver lining
The Sun set off a glare and it shimmered from the shining
Her lips were softly colored

switched
from berth to birth
the watery thrust
the drumbeat
mother song
our hulls
in atmospheres avail
we grew
survived
against the pale
odds
surrender
naked
in wilds
plush
terror

now we grew our
trials
and are bold
flags and crew
ideals
and ordeals
sent to
the sea
to prowl
like the wolves
the pack
we dont kiss
ass
jack

we is where
it is at

Senyru

Memories returned
Like Niagara's water fall
A nimiety

OCEAN’S BLUE

I slip and slide between
dark and light
like a drowning man
swept away with fear and doubt
in a river raging,
blinded to that saving grace
to cling onto.
but as the waters flow
into Ocean’s blue
I will know the time to let go
for we alI must follow…

You are
Everything I’m about to tell you
Is coming from the bottom of my heart
From the first time I saw you
Your beauty
Hit me like an arrow to the heart
You are
The most amazing person I have ever met
Going go out of your way to make ends meet
There is no one else like you
You are one of a kind
That’s what makes you so special to me
You are
The Answer to all my prayers
The starts of my dreams come true
The key to a new beginning
You are!!!
You are

The giving of alms
is the sharing of one's love
that blooms from kindness.

sojourn continues till we live

but where lies the destination of any sojourn
on earthly ones
one needs to return
as you have
to answer me

tell us about your solace
of the return
or do you still
in the fire of desire
still comfortably burn

the sojourn is more relishing
than reaching the destination
you must of them
by now so many ones later
had many a vision