Lover Guest!

To you I sang...
Silent songs of "Love",
I ripped open my flesh,
- in Innocence and Purity!
Like a child... I ran unto your image,
But, At your distant touch,
and immovable heart for me,
i lay weeping in cold,
right next to your door!
Because...
You gauged the shores of my love with yardsticks!
I crash, collapse and cease to exist,
because u ask me to empty the streams,
to dry up the oceans,
to be calm when the tides are high,
and nailed me to the floor - Bleeding!
I feel so lifeless - being dragged to death!
Just tears...

Dreams weaned

I wanted to tell you,
My stories,
Of love.
Of innocence.
Of madness.
So i dug them,
From the depths of my heart,
I told you,
Like a baby,
I sucked and clung,
to the dreams of love.

I started telling,
my longing tales,
to your milky breasts,
which promised to feed,
the longing,
and pain,
remained unreal,
at the hope.

One day,
Dreams are weaned,
As we speak different languages,
and the stories are unheard,
And eternal blindness,
Masked your eyes,
to look through,
the stories of my love,
of my language!

Pearl

The thought slipped into halt,

At the lacuna of your image,

Painted on dreamed concave,

Of hollow tear drop!

Like the preciousness stored,

In the silence of an oyster,

You exist in my nothingness,

Vacuum gushes within!

As I remember the quietness,

Of your void glances,

Am driven into your absence,

Dwelling in crevices of love!

Jasmine

Fragrance consumed.

Memories lure.

And the earth revolves,

Backwards.

Summer blooms.

Jasmines,

Pressed on my bed,

Turn red and wet.

Splash of fire,

Eject,

Burn.

Ashes from the past,

Fly to me,

Like ravens.

Heart loaf,

On the table,

Juicy.

You dine.

Blinded.

Every night.
I bleed within.

And I wake up,

Fresh jasmines,

New Born,

With old nightmares.

The earth revolves,

Again. 

Bubble

At my touch, it exploded!

Fragile or fierce?

Happily never after,

Dissent or assent?

Cuz at your touch,

I exploded!

Creeper

Fastened,
Twisted, twined around,
like a babe that's clung tightly,
sucking  mamma's milk,
in warmth and home,
press tight, closely breathing,
like fondling of a young lover,
to his virgin mistress at dusk,
it curls, the new born - thought,
to the psyche!
It grows,
extends,
creeps,
coils around
mind and time!

Love's Catastrophe

I open my eyes into another world,

The untouched universe of my mind,

I stood there amongst the floating whirlpool of smoke,

In white and heaven,

In silence and myself!

These clouds of heart moved apart in transparency,

In innocence and freshness,

I see you, the image of my past, the history of love,

A part of my heart’s flesh, you stand there,

I stand here!

I stretched my arm to touch you,

The first touch that any human can ever feel,

The unadulterated touch,

Like the healer’s hand that touched the dead girl,

Brought alive a world, a universe erupted like a volcano,

At that purity!

The unending ocean streamed through me,

Open your eyes beloved,

To witness; before the veils of time separate us,

Before your image dissolve into darkness!

One thought of faith, a curtain dropped between us,

Of wedding, another dropped from the skies into our minds,

Infinite masks we wear and thousands amid our existences,

Do we wish to touch each other like the blind?

Make love with closed eyes?

We breathe in heaven; sleep in those mild whirlpools of love,

Those burn all these cloaks between us,

I burn alive in these flames of revolution,

The white ashes of love waver in heaven, in silence,

I float in the whirlpool of smoke from the holocaust!

Can I ever touch you in death?
But we never touched life when alive!

Trauma

The Distorted broken Bricks,
Stand in black; the cold fossils,
Plunge down with Grey fatigue,
Drop like drops of boiled sweat,
Hit the sinking floor of time,
This unconscious collision emit,
Noxious stench of culture,
Running vigorously in thick and red,
In each cell of the drunken bodies,
Constructed to destruct,
Taming the savage existence!

High - Pitch - Love

You rub against the broken walls,

Of my fragmented feelings,

This friction began to flow,

Into my sinless silent nerves,

Bleeding in high pitch,

These thoughts of you,

Poisoned me with “love”,

Burning me alive in the depths,

Of you eluding to melt in me,

Beyond the walls, into the veins!

Touch

You blow like a chill wind over me,

Moving soft over the surface,

Did you touch?

The waters of love and innocence,

While I lie and spread myself beneath,

Buried under,

The chill breeze,

Some pieces of feelings,

Flashes of lonely nights,

Darkness,

Pain,

Tears,

You,
me,
I...

Dead Painting or Dead me?

 

You still are a painting,
Into which i look every morning,
Hanging on the wall, fixed!
But...one day..you smiled at me,
I waited every single day for that smile,
Gazing through and staring into u,
I waited years..., tirelessly waiting,

for that nameless feeling...undefined,
I never knew that  u never smiled at me,

That was a smiling face painted in the canvas!

Decay

You would never see,

Till I paint it before your eyes,

The ocean of love,

Hidden in my silence!

You would never hear,

Till I whisper in your ears,

The innocent stories of love,

Secretly consuming me!

You would never know,

Till you choose to witness,

The miracle in my heart,

That is you!

Ne plus ultra!

I ascended thousand years to reach you,

With wings of pain and hunger,

For I found my heart at the pinnacle,

But at the touch of my distant whispers - “love”,

The crowns liquefied in a second,

My heart gushing down along with the streams,

Of the melting tips of longing mountains,

Neither heart nor mountains or “I” exist anymore,

The trio faded into madness and fear,

Infinite pieces of me, you and hope,
Broken by the glasses of culture and time,
The history of "Reason's" climax in ruins!

Love at Dusk

The layers of immeasurable sweetness mount,
As the beastly desires consume our bodies,
On this solid, flat, square, wooden bed – Fixed!
The saccharine fumes escape into the air,
Burning my imaginings of love's existence,
The holocaust of platonic spirits!

So Her Split Spirit Sings…

I Create,
The farther oceans,
Whose shores are torn,
Into pieces – Infinite!
I am the parched land – stripped,
Spreading along black margins,
Of the endless waters,
Unspoken!

The thirsty crevices scream,
Swollen with empty cries,
The echoes are washed away,
By the frozen waves of silent sea!

I drink the still venom,
From the black streams of lust,
Those are eternally breathless,
The anxious “horror” – Mysterious!

I whisper to the dead crystals,
The humble songs of love,
To my sole reflections,
The image of my split “self” – ripped,
Flashed on the glassy floors,
Splashing unholy blood in my eyes!

I discern you,
As I masturbate,
The infinite ego’s of mine,
Making love to each other,
Dwelling like floating corpses,
Over this hidden ocean,
Shrinking in my “other” mind!

So I choose,
For the reason “love”,
To stitch the torn bedspread,
With yarns of my deep songs,
Making the floor ready,
For the abandoned tears,
To flow on the desert lands,
Of lonely shores,
- The divine orgasm...
  In my silent mind!

I Long for Pain, In Pain !

Tonight,

Feels so dim, airy and resolved.

I gaze into my faint mind,

I look through and beyond,

Breathing in the pages of past,

I travel,

By memories – Immortal,

This fragile moment, 

Leads me into floating trance, 

Which comforts and covers,

My naked thoughts,

Those are shivering in cold of the day,

So I waited,

Till this hour of recluse,

During which I knock,  

The doors of my juvenescence,

-          Erratically hidden,

 Now, I seek to enter,

        Into the space of torment,

        To drink nostalgic pain,

        Yes! I am thirsty,

        I crave and crawl,

        For that quenching drop,

        Of ache and sorrow,

        This wakes up my drowsy thoughts,

        Those are vanishing in the air,

        Buried underneath soils of “comfort”,

        Lord, bless me with suffering,

        So that I can rise again,

        And fly,

        Beyond desires and joys,

        Into the spaces of ecstatic twinge,

        To waver and wander,

        In the heaviness of bright anguish,

        I soar into Morning through mourning,

        With ejected “grief”,

        And empty heart,

        So, I long for darkness again,

        Tears Tonight!

Mirror Eye

Flooding agony gushes beyond my tears,

Through the silent voices and still memories,

Of fleeing present and perished past,

I fade away like vapor on the mirror,

On which I see myself evaporating,

To dissolve in your eyes,

As I look through,

I cease from disappearing,

Discovering my existence,

In every layer of nostalgic breathe,

I appear,

On the mirror of life,

Life that gushes beyond tears,

Through streams of sore reflections,

I define myself!

The Love Smoke ~

 Silky Fire ooze softly from deepest outlets,

 Warmly ignite every mysterious breath – secretly,

 Sprinkles and whispers,

 Of ceaseless imaginings – so innocent,

 Untouched and unspoken,

 To fly with wings of the cotton flames,

 Light and float,

 On still nostalgic surfaces,

 Burning over the carpet fields of time,

 Emitting crystal smokes of love – Divine!

 Through the translucency, I see…

 The tender membranes tear and bleed,

 Stretched beyond life and reason,

 As the virgin wind pierce barriers of “Reality”,

 The flames of desire flow eternally,

 Into the deepest inlets - hidden!

Crucify Me With Chopped Breasts ...

Crucify me with chopped breasts,

Peel off my youthful feminine skins,

Hang me to death; hang me to the trees of fertility,

For Am cursed with femininity –

Thousand jezebels stand in wait - Masturbating,

On the Day of Judgment,

With pots of stored blood and tears on their heads,

To break it on the messiah’s pure feet –

Castrate the early virgins soon, before they mature,

For no daughter can reproduce in pain and lust,

The mutilated widows are hidden,

Under the dark blankets, in the masculine darkness –

Blessed is the city that’s ruled by bisexual bastards,

The emasculated paradise on earth,

Infinite screams of women- ness buried,

Beneath the soils of “human” sex –

The Crush Box !

Crushed,

Into this square demon box called “culture”,

Smothering my vastness,

You compress the oceans to fit into that tiny box,

Lying motionlessly and lifelessly on your working desk,

And stuff the skies carelessly into such a distorted container,

That has no eyes and ears, forever a dead box,

Am being shrunken into incessant - ness of wound!

Crushed again,

When you disconnected me from my planet,

And thrown me into a condensed prison called “life”,

This never did let me breath time and verse,

So, I continually vomit the nauseating homesickness!

When you locked me in that darkness,

I screamed out for an escape, for a touch and a move,

The abrasions of fear bleeding in my eyes!

Crushed forever,

When am buried alive underneath the human “love”,

That rolls like a dice – Uncertain,

Uncertainty led to horrifying nightmares,

So, I waited…. am waiting….

For death to touch me,

And unlock my cursed existence from that paroxysm box,

So that I can fly away from the clutch of the human hand!

I Dissolve

Abstruse I found this moment,
While am slipping from a flying charm,
that sailed into infinite dimensions,
I lapsed into bitter reality,
Found the mirror reflections of “love”
Empty and nonexistent- it’s bleeding!
So, I closed my eyes to dream,
Of that celestial charm –Love,
I fly away from gravity,
Towards the Utopian sanctuary,
And, that’s where I belong,
It’s the real home and the real space,
Into which the dendrites of my nerve cells creep,
The paradise of power and life!
I fear to close my eyes,
Lest, I may shatter the divine vision,
I breathe and wait,
To let this lapse pass and death loom over!

The “I” hole…

An infinite space hangs doubtfully,
Between the poles of fathom and lost gazes,
Silent like the windswept skies – Starless…

Questions and reasons abscond insanely,
To sink in the pensive storm!
The unanswered scantiness…

The Earth remained still for a moment,
While the fragile abyss broke,
Into tears –

The light didn’t last for long…

You breeze in,
Aerating the shivery kindles
Of my lorn and torn existence,
I Blaze with love at your touch,
It’s the ecstatic moment,
The heavenly fraction of time,
Sweeping away my darkness!

I couldn’t freeze time,
It’s moving like the floating sea,
Whose waves wash away all dreams,
The treacherous “time” betrayed me,
The earth’s still revolving,
and you move…
-away from me; breezing out!

I burn and melt,
Like the faint wax,
That’s spread on the empty floor!
I feel like am evaporating,
My pain being condensed in the air,
into droplets – tears,
I rain on the hollow shadows!

You are an evanescent dream,
You just passed by,
But you touched me magically,
I may not see you now,
But, with every sweep of air,
I feel you,
I close my eyes…and you breeze in!

The Broken Song...

I hear a song,
Echoing from the prisons and alleyways,
That’s being hummed lowly,
Like a vagrant mothers lullaby,
To the innocent cheek that suck dry breasts,
It’s the song of “death”!

It moves like a venomous reptile,
Among filthy rags and rotten mud in the dark,
Whose shadow scares the decaying creatures,
Helpless with wounds of poverty,
Those hang on the streets and holes,
The tainted images from the creator’s hand!

I swipe this portrait with my song of love,
Spreading warmly over shivering bodies in cold,
A song that hovers calmly, healing the ruptures,
It flows luminously in the heart of death,
Whose waves whisper chants of “hope”,
Into the open ears of bony infant!

It’s a covenant song,
Of hunger, of pain and of love,
Tears exist between light and darkness,
I stand there like an angel with broken wings,
While I touch the cheek of that hungry little soul,
I sing my song forever!

Insane Doodles !

I scribbled on the sky,
Some random questions,
I whispered to the sea,
Some favorite dreams,
The sky pierced at my touch,
It did split open for me,
Poured out lovely rain,
Into the sea of my heart,
I stood at the shore,
The waves carried to me,
The dreams and answers,
Touching the tip of my toes!