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Fancied Fallacies

20 Tuesday Jun 2017

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What of this word: a protocol
From which we must not deviate
Lest made aligned against our soul—
A luminous immoral state.

Or, rather, what of holy laws—
To which the snake still owes its chest
The people all their earthly flaws—
When stars against black holes are pressed.

Please tell, can love become futile
Where faltered steps, routine they turn?
Like this, these thoughts, we tread, defile
O God, O man, O dying sun.

Alas! To burn— A lust of old
As breezing is for nature’s fire;
And yet, no miracles unfold
If live our wont, to death desire.

The Poet’s Grace

16 Tuesday Sep 2014

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About myself shall never rhyme
Nor right have I to this aspire;
These words, by right, are others’ prime
For whom, and which, I them transpire.

In flesh, I come, unto this world,
The pen but marks the poet’s grace:
Its spark I use these faces mold,
Every detail put in place.

This city wears the skies’ disguise,
A point in space where dreams transfuse—
Oft like the sun, by which, I rise
And hence, forever, draw my muse.

O when the day shall come to pass
The last of stars exhausts its light;
These words unfold, and so—amass
Their memory shall cast the night.

Blooming Away

13 Sunday Jul 2014

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Confront you I cannot, again,
To written words, instead, adhere.
In sentences, our love, I feign
Sincerities, my heart, they sear.

Upon abandoning the past
I can recall your ebbing eyes—
No longer rue that could not last—
This wishful joy, the faint disguise.

Alas! those dreams of you sojourn
A presence touched by ancient times;
My love for you I must adjourn,
A shattered bell, my heart still chimes.

My memories of you upheave
Whispering feelings left inhumed.
And when I must this city leave,
Remember that for you they bloomed.

 

The Words I Lay

25 Sunday May 2014

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Those words of mine, they often lie
To say the things I cannot say;
To touch upon your naked thigh,
And render thoughts into decay.

All thoughts absent, the vigor strong,
Your gentle touch shall me redeem:
As I your body cast in song
Awash my own, celestial stream.

The deed is done, wherefore we part,
Divide we must when dries the spring;
Although to me you cede you heart,
My love to you will never cling.

My moaning soul, O deep its cleft,
It looks for love in earthly creeks—
It flows on lies till nothing’s left;
Like water, rocks, it wets and slicks.

Words and Numbers

06 Sunday Apr 2014

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In dreams we chance, my friend of old,
Wherein there is still room for guile:
Your countless freckles, lies betold;
Your smile approves of shared denial.

And when I wake, no longer care
That mathematics was your choice;
That frozen numbers were your flare
As much as I in words rejoice.

Upon each spring that comes around—
Soft breeze, it bears sweet pollen’s smell.
A reminisce of sight and sound
Of childhood gone, a distant knell.

And now as winter flowers bloom,
The distance is too long to stride.
Departing of past friendship’s gloom
Till words and numbers must collide.