Monday, 19 December 2011

I had a Dream

I had a dream.

I ran with Alice
To Wonderland
And had cotton candies
Goddess Nut did send

We saw a serpent
In Garden o’ Eden
An apple so decent
That White had bitten.

Beast gave a loud roar,
and we stumbled.
White Hare stood at the door,
and there he mumbled-

'Oh dear Oh dear!'
The earth was shaking.
'Oh dear Oh dear!'
We started falling...

I dare not look.
Sharp light crashed in-
I yanked and woke,
Holding on tight within.

Monday, 28 November 2011

The Cycle

He gave me an injection
that almost killed me
and toxic pills
that made me bleed -
I tried to bleach the stains
To keep him from looking.

Mocking pairs who come my way,
Sneering at my dark follower.
I trashed my pass to Fantasia,
And hopped up the Brutal train.
I transferred my pain to energy -
To speed up the grey monster.

What comes after,
What comes after,
Views look familiar,
I looked up far -
Where goes
My buckets of tears?

The train came to a halt -
A screech so sharp,
I paused to see.
There, I was holding
A sharp needle -
A neighbor I almost injured.

Friday, 18 November 2011

Blue

Blue is mysterious
It is the water, the ocean,
And the limitless sky.

Blue is emotional
It is sadness, depression,
And the gloomy sigh.

Blue is intangible
It is vulgar, wicked
And a betraying goodbye.

Blue gives birth to black
bringing tears from above
and leaves land all dry.

Blue emerges from red
destroying completeness,
laughing at those who cry.

Blue evolves from white
the Heart of Gold,
hoping purity won't die.

Blue - the pigment
on the spectrum.
Blurred sorrow,
spiritless and dismal.

Wednesday, 16 November 2011

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I had a fairyride.
Against the ark
Splashed the shimmery tide
And made its way in the dark.

The fairy pointed
And dusted the black curtain
With stars all gilded.
That I was certain

Another wave,
She sketched out objects
To which they gave
no conflicts.

Drowned was I
In glamourous fairyland.
Unaware of what meets the eye –
Something I must tend.

Tend to what was left behind,
No fairy can lend their potion
‘cause none would bind
with the emotion.