Prisoner

When thought becomes a prisoner
Of fear
When heart beats to orders in mindless
Despair
When tomorrow is coloured by numbness
To spare
The last dying ounce of sanity in madness
Present
Now becomes the jail, the jailer and the prison
Waiting
Waiting is the game of dying slowly without
The flare of a Russian roulette or
The agony of duel
No one cares,
Silence buries the dead.

When thought becomes a prisoner
Of fear
Meaning dies the slow death of neglect and
What remains is
Prisoner of own!

February 27, 2019

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Help screaming

Help me please
Please
Help me to scream, to
Fill the numbing
Void in my head with
Meaningless noise to
Destruction
Numbing
Void
I
Write
Words on a floating board
Boat it transpires
Boat to escape
Screaming in the hull
Echo beats me back
I
Need
To
Scream
Please
Could you
Would you
Help me?!

February 26, 2019

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Full moon returns

Children sit around the old man
Full attention is given to his words
Telling the story of the full moon warrior, he
Chews and spits
Holding suspense between his coughs.

Woman warrior named moon
Revolts against the tyranny of the sun
Sun burns all day with anger
Leaving in darkness
Creatures of the night in fear lost.

Moon warrior fights tyranny
Peaceful the night is to remain
Light visits in calmness yet bright
Full moon returns
Lady with a smile visits once a month

Leaving a trail over the days
Love in tranquility shines and
Remain for days resisting
Spirits endures
Full moon returns, salvation from beyond.

February 21, 2019

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Mouse

I spent the morning looking for my mouse
I dropped it in the washing basket
Its plastic ears are broken
After
A round of rollercoaster laundry.

I stood there like a child watching
The plastic figure looping in cycles
A cyclone, it reminded me
Of Cyclone the cat chasing
After its tail tormented
By Mouse the mouse!
I was a child and names
Were not my strong…

My thoughts are lost, hypnotised
My mouse is lost
A day is lost
When did it happen
When I became dependent
On plastic mice and heap of wires
Sitting in my kitchen
Mentally homeless
Missing a cat, a mouse, and
A child was I once!

February 19, 2019

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Her path

The moon sits
Between two mountains
Tonight
Shy.

It lights the path
Her hands drew
Her gaze takes
To her pleasuring
Beauty.

I follow mesmerised
Her trail blazing
With desires
And ideals of
Youth.

The moon sits
Between two mountains
Tonight
Shy.

The night expands
And wrap the mountains
With my shadows
I only remember her
Words.

Our walk is long
But pleasant
She holds my hand and gaze
The moon’s light sparkles on the river’s face
Our walk is long
We sit by the river bank and laugh
Her laugh gives me the
World.

The moon sits
Between two mountains
Tonight
Shy.

February 15, 2019

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Bed!

I am still rolling
Between the sheets wet
Sweating all night

I am still hugging
Tightly the pillow seeking
Comfort.

I am denied in the
Land of dreams a place
Waiting the
Sharp piercing of the
Morning in
Denial of the night before
Scared.

I remain in bed
Taking refuge from my fears and
Pain.

I remain in bed
Cowardice act of self-
Pity.

February 15, 2019

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They say

When the sky
Flies all the way
To the other side
Of the world
To shelter you
From my gaze
That tells you
A profound force
In this world
Unkindly looks upon
The love I have
For you
An opposition
With a proposition
To deny
The composition
Of you and me
How can I stop
Such a grandiose force
To make happy in my arms
And enter paradise
Starring into your eyes
Yet they say
Love conquers all.

February 4, 2019

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