28 November 2010

The Kiss

"The Kiss"  Gustav Klimt
Liquid eyes conveying intensity
Of the unspoken
Instinctual body in recognition,
Held breath, tense muscles, hummingbird heartbeat
Time stops and the body hums
vibrating like single stroke of a bow on cello string
Resin evaporating in the air as friction dissolves into a rich note

nothing else exists
Hazy dream,
Mind struggling to connect with the quivering body

in a drugged state of awakeness
million beating wings

can’t breathe, can’t think, can’t resist
Infinite millisecond
Before your lips meet mine

11 November 2010


misty membrane
Am porous
to life's gifts
hope, love, joy
despair, grief, desolation
darkness deserts me
vividly wildly i dream
tonight, everynight, every moment.

08 November 2010


Words are larger than life, infinite and carelessly thrown about
Easier to utter than to live up to
Oxymoron to camoflauge real feelings, true actions, ommission
People often say "What You See Is What You Get"
Don't assume, or presume to know, you say
Yet what I see is not what you say
What you do is not what you feel
What you feel is not what you reveal
Do you hate or love? Do you judge or accept? Do you hope or despair? Are your constant smiles a front for your unspoken dark thoughts? Do you blame or understand? Do you give or take? Do you embrace or pull away?
What is Real? What do you desire? What is your tangible tactile truth you can live up to?

07 November 2010

Love & Passion

Lovers enflamed, erupting with intense passion, horizons ablaze. Like scorched earth, unquenchable thirst, all consuming.

With all life being cyclic, feverish summer will eventually give way to autumn, then winter. Paths diverge, choices to be made, one of departure from nights of fervous affair, and another of love's dance.

Love endures when leaves start to fall. Like old friends who love and accept one another for all that they are, all that they are becoming, all that you think they lack. It doesn't demand self sacrifice, but rather giving and yielding, rendezvous and meeting of minds between two very different souls.

When snow falls, lava greets the oceans, lovers effort to acknowledge one another's essence and differences. They meet eachother in a dance of give and take, should they decide to waltz. And if they dance, the cooled magma will surely give birth to coral reefs, gems, and infinite planktons.

06 November 2010

Invisible Bond

"[Friendship] is but the discovery of ourselves in others and the delight in recognition"..."for we look not with our eyes but with the mind"...

Fluid, resilient and enduring, like mist churning itself into fog, soaring high, transforming into bubbly cumulonimbus. It opens up, pours itself onto unquenched earth, to birth new life, to turn itself into oceans. Like elements, it evolves but its essence remains. Once the mind meets, it pierces past all boundaries - language, religion, time, age culture, gender. Iff true, it seldom breaks, through turmoils, deaths, marriages, divorces, failed projects, distances. Unlike blood bonds of family, it is carefully and deliberately chosen or severed.

Passionate and heated arguments, hurtful words, disagreements, third party gossips, do not dissuade. Once formed, your worst qualities, failures, negatives are inconsequent and they remain, through it all. Accepting you for who you are, for all that you are, they hold your hand through trauma till early morn; listens without resentment to your sorrows, even if it was caused by your own actions and omissions; amplifies your triumphs and magnifies your successes. No problems or joys are too big or small. Silent selfless mutual giving has no oaths - only meeting and parting of minds.

Constant and steady, they show you the light in despair, your strengths in weakness, dreams where all hopes are lost. They wear the mast of truth even when it hurts. They are there for you for no other reason than because you said you had a bad day.

03 November 2010


What if this was your dying breath
the last moment for someone to know

how much they mean

Your siblings you fight with, family you argue with, your aged parents you seldomly visit, your friends you hardly see, your loved one who's "I love you's" lost all meaning like carelessly repeated morning greetings.

Yes, the other, more probable odds are
that there is a whole lifetime

But life has its own twists and turns
So grasp this moment, fearless
Don't wait, let them know,
How much they mean

No fear, no regrets, no taking for granted, more days to come, one more breath...

02 November 2010


After all is said and done, the "right" path chosen
So why do my lips quiver

Hands tremble, Heart castanet

Galloping a thousand butterflies away from this path.

Fervous and cold, shivers as my physical denies

My teeth gnash against one another, as though through this action, it will prevent my whole being from escaping, tumbling, bursting through my body.

Involuntary tears cascade in gasps

If its so rightly chosen, why is it this hard

to say Goodbye?