her air
her poise
her stance of like
who isn't mesmerized by the fairy's dance?
she flutters her wings,
dances amidst the crowd,
sucked deep into the euphoria.
she basks in the aura of its trance,
its delirium.
skipping
smiling
impishly.
the world is the fairy's playground,
her troubles hidden away beneath her wings.
now, who won't be mesmerized by the fairy's dance?
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
i am but a man of little words; my works speak for me
my innermost thoughts, my muse
as i surge forward
energy never declining
my brush, my art
every stroke, its lines
is my hope, my life.
swish.
it is done.
i'm a realist and a surrealist
etching my life onto my virtual canvas
visualising my fantasies
colouring my blind dreams
as i am slowly raging, running
i'm cutting through the barriers
i'm embracing the change.
my innermost thoughts, my muse
as i surge forward
energy never declining
my brush, my art
every stroke, its lines
is my hope, my life.
swish.
it is done.
i'm a realist and a surrealist
etching my life onto my virtual canvas
visualising my fantasies
colouring my blind dreams
as i am slowly raging, running
i'm cutting through the barriers
i'm embracing the change.
Sunday, May 22, 2005
Saturday, May 7, 2005
Sunday, April 24, 2005
maine
i am,
but an illusion
an object of your desire,
your lust.
like a mythological creature
i emerge
my intoxicating perfume
trailing
fading.
i am but a facade,
a cover of my true self,
strangely erotic
exotic
neurotic.
screaming through my looking glass,
sheltered by my defense.
can u see whats behind my shell ...I am what u perceive of me.
but an illusion
an object of your desire,
your lust.
like a mythological creature
i emerge
my intoxicating perfume
trailing
fading.
i am but a facade,
a cover of my true self,
strangely erotic
exotic
neurotic.
screaming through my looking glass,
sheltered by my defense.
can u see whats behind my shell ...I am what u perceive of me.
Friday, February 25, 2005
Tuesday, February 8, 2005
so this is the end, goodbye
had it been a waste?
we cant say we didnt try
i can't say for sure we did
we skipped together with such lightness and bouyancy
but the magic just dissipated with the wind
was it our misgiving
that caused us to part?
negligence?
time played no part
not even to redress our differences
my heart is weary, my dear
our time was scanted
constant demands
of the world
i was afraid
my tears are filled to the brim
making the weight heavier
but still i'm smiling
had it been a waste?
we cant say we didnt try
i can't say for sure we did
we skipped together with such lightness and bouyancy
but the magic just dissipated with the wind
was it our misgiving
that caused us to part?
negligence?
time played no part
not even to redress our differences
my heart is weary, my dear
our time was scanted
constant demands
of the world
i was afraid
my tears are filled to the brim
making the weight heavier
but still i'm smiling
Sunday, January 30, 2005
where are you my beloved?
how have you been?
are you doing well?
we have been so carefree
so careless.
love.
love did not conquer all
love could not fight
love kept us together
but love could not emancipate us
secretly
i pine
for your touch
i withdraw
from being liberated
i reject
i refuse
because i'm afraid
i dream
of unspoken wants
it is only a time that i can be close to you
i wake
and you're gone.
how have you been?
are you doing well?
we have been so carefree
so careless.
love.
love did not conquer all
love could not fight
love kept us together
but love could not emancipate us
secretly
i pine
for your touch
i withdraw
from being liberated
i reject
i refuse
because i'm afraid
i dream
of unspoken wants
it is only a time that i can be close to you
i wake
and you're gone.
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