The never ending story

They were scattered! Somewhat clueless of what's to come. Trying to stay focused on the task ahead! But it was their eyes that confirmed uncertainty.
They were out numbered! Knowing full well that they were stripped of their voices...but our shade never took it from them. It was their own blood.

Growing up... I mimicked them, folding their styles and behaviours in my skin and brain. Despite my colour, my voice and attitude was theirs. I did it to be accepted, i did it to grow and to be recognised. I did grow...beside them that is...and I realised how much of them I wasn't. I saw that we can never be alike! But we can and did coexist.

Back to the previous story, they're three of them now, amoung eleven. How timid they seemed, but we were total strangers. Lending them only hands of welcome, but the fear of their ancestors gripped them. Probably old bedtime stories around curry and nasty fingers flashed in their heads as they looked into our eyes. The eyes that are always filled with grey, but lined with silver peering at the small light we call "hope".

I stared right back at them, questioning their inspiration and why I pity them. I'm angered!!
This daily injustice we all face because of our ancestors. Why the division? The silent animosity? The expected demise of our heritage?
I wanted them close! Beckoned them to opened arms; but they sat expressionless; they were never thought to taste of dark cherries.

Really be

They're petals on the ground
NO! leaves...
NO! sand...
Slipping from my hands with a frown

I cannot face love
For love has no face
Separated! Body and mind
Intertwined in secret distance and space

You lend me pleasure
I spare you pain
No ink or blood can take away this stain!

It was the 'you' in them
not the them with me...
that strayed me from my destiny...
I've loved you forever; I'll love you until!
i've loved you then and i always will.

This grain for her, her and her
out of sight, out of mind
but always in my heart!
Always! like a thorn in my flesh!

Each grain has called for its own
the sands pull wider at my hands, chest and heart

Sipped in the glass of discontent
the virus of love for flesh and fulfillment
"But for a moment..."
Integrating me! living whole in their collective thoughts...
If ever...!!

NEVER! have i been the same
since the day i've started that game
Tell me once! or let me see
what true love can really be

Now time eternal

They've touched!
East and west...Twirling the world to their new form
Rains have scattered among desserts, taking pleasure in kissing the dried sands.

The flower praises the skies upon its opening
forever it has searched in still! Awaiting its arrival.

The beautiful passion steams eternally in time.
Wringing dry the substance of such a long yet short kiss

All around froze; as hope met faith
ice met fire ridding all fears...
the steam of pleasure fills the air

The east wind captures pockets of fresh bliss westward
Living on its every atom; reigniting a flame that laid years dormant.

Would the world ever be the same again
how can the sun set and rise if we're together?

Their eyes gave way to suit the world at present
Maybe in our perfect world we'll meet again...
as for now we'll take the time in this eternity to wallow in ecstasy

Patiently he waits

The master of none;
sits between the master less, scheming his next move.
Edged by want! his playing lips kisses the ear of those listening

Wonderers of time themselves
the lining of cloudless skies

Easily his wings and winds gather the remains of love.
Distantly and carefree; flinging them together to map his path

Eagerly they cling to his breath
drawing substance and lust to make them flesh.
Bathing slowly in his caress; he is patient towards the reincarnation

As they dance as concubines for the feast
The master of none is filled with desire.
Painting images of "next"
shadows of wrenching hands to sheets and fang like teeth sinking pleasurably into the contours of his neck

"The feast if nigh!"
Body less feelings sway and twist before him stimulating his every sense...

"Taste of my wine" he utters;
with lips dripping with sweet melodies
eyes filled with lust and hands beckoning to embrace.

"ALAS!" The wonderers of time give way to their wills.
Releasing that unknown self
only to sacrifice their very being of existence yet again.

"I've waited for you" chuckled the grinning master of none

I've groomed you from such a time
find refuge in my embrace
never again shall you find yourself!
you're lost forever in my embrace.

The Man

The man...
walks the road alone...
surrounded by nothing
nothing but nature.

The man...
trips and falls to the ground
surrounded by dirt and hard rocks
His "plight"...to get up

The man...
attempts to rise
pushing hard to the ground
he gets up..."Dinged"

The man...
walks the road alone...
no longer clean...
but now carries the stain of previous steps

The man...
Willing to rid himself of the unclean
but would have to expose his flesh to the elements

ALONE...
the man walks;
ALONE!... the man walks
Yet still he won't bare his soul, his skin, his intention

The man...
still walks alone
STAINED by his own CHOICE!

My heart….If ever…

Time again!

I’m jolted from my sleep

Pressured by my ink to print on pages

As time stopped, my thoughts took over

Racing like the speed of sound

I felt I grew older as I sat on the bed.

Like all of time had left me!

Reaching for my mate, I held her tight

between index and thumb.

We began to dance, a somewhat

slow tune to break the highway thoughts.

I calmed quickly; moving right and left

spinning seldomly in between.

We started speaking on to another

I: Why must you be so crude, so rude

You know I need my rest?!

U: I’ve missed you!

It’s been so long that you’ve held me!

I: My dear, I think of you always

You’re always in my thoughts

U: That I know sweet one, but I prefer

your grip than your mental.

I drew her closer to me;

as we danced slower, smaller circles on the page were made…..

“Where is she going with this?!” I thought.

U: I never thought the day would come

I’d question your heart’s intent

but it feels far! Tell me you love me!

I shuddered immediately,

my grip begins to slide….

“She’s noticed!” I thought

We stopped dancing…..

I look closer at her face;

her eyes filled with questions.

The ink stops and all goes mental.

“How can I say my love for her has been meant for another,

digging a hole to fill that empty space I made?”

How can I say I never saw your face for love;

but blurted words to make you beautiful only to fall in love with my words!

Words I once said before to true love.

How can I live with knowing you’ve rid yourself of your past

but my heart still lingers in mine?

How can I say I’ve loved you for another?

Her tears bring me back to reality

U: Tell me you love me and not what you’ve made me….

I: …...

U: Answer me!

The pen drops!