There’s a whirlwind erupting
From the depths of the sea
Is it the end or just the beginning
Of what we’re supposed to be

Don’t shoot!
My hands are up.
Don’t shoot!
Please don’t shoot.

I felt the waves weather me down,
from the peaks of purgatory
deep into the ground
is this hell, my lord i am sorry

you shook your head
saying i had a multitude of chances
and reminded me of all the times I said ‘i would take my chances’
all that i had imagined to be gold, just lead

how can i ever depart from this labyrinth
i do not need to explain morose doom
what happened to your promised boundless mercy
what do my blood and tears lack
perhaps i ask for too much
grant me, if not salvation, then repose

Merrily, rowing past, the once thought horizon
the wind in your hair, as you heartily take in breaths
we’re headed to where no man has ever been
sailing beyond the edges of this very earth

Keep your head up my darling Wendy, and smile
take no heed, to the detestable, and envious croaker
that groans of the world’s turns, just you wait a while
things always come around sooner rather than never

These places, we love, that we call homeland
the feeling tarnation of being more amongst strangers than friends
our open want to love each other in spite of arbitrary lines in the sand
and the phantom majority, gazing out through a polarised lens

Its a slow revolution, thats what i’ve always told you
these steps inch forward, though we clawback once or twice
virtues compound up in our collective point of view
the happenings will prove not to be random throws of dice

In the dream we sat, by the shore, talking next to a fire we built
and you said the whole world, feels covered with frost
how do we spread this warmth to lift the corners and create a smile
a light attracting attention that all, will be well, and is not lost.

PS. Be virtuous, seek knowledge, expand your views and when with another of same or different cast of mind, maintain and strengthen your humanity, Be Kind.

PPS. With a great big hug, and a kiss from me to you. I wish you great fortune on this journey too.

This wasn’t to be the place to spill these beans
but my darling i’m a vagabond lost
drifting alone through time and space
and everyone can see his mark upon my face

Would you, dear stranger, do me the honour
of sheathing this sword i’ll plunge into my chest
its the only thing tethering my pieces together
I’m hollow without form filled with straw

There’s something to be learnt in dying
surrendering to the afterlife’s midwife
finally watching and appreciating each breath
softly and tenderly departing from the earth

I think back to a time when I played in the sand
making angels with our limbs on the floor
oh what I would give to go back and hold your hand
will I recognise him if love were at my door

You, my friends, don’t, pay attention to this shiftless drunk
that knows nothing about the real thing
its always this or that or some other trifle
let him go gently
let him drink, hell,
let him sing

about the man he murdered out in the forest
and the baby he sacrificed to the world
now he daydreams of peace and understanding
may Pluto grant him a just reckoning

He breaths softly, tears in his eyes
licking his lips at the sight of you
Condemn him to Judecca’s ice
He mustn’t repent his life, for want of nothing left to lose

I’m breathing
I’m here and I’m leaving
I’m dying
without flair, its everywhere
somewhere over there and I’m blooming

I’m sorry
I was trying unsuccessfully to be good
I wonder what i’ll find up in these clouds
oh whoever you are
will you forgive me

I’m breathing
softly
I’m dying
softly
I’m breathing
softly
I’m living
softly

Oh, I forgot to add, I planted some magic seeds.

There’s dust on your windshield
but there you were
sitting by the five-0’s fender,
saying baby, come here

there’s a funny eccentricity
in the mathematics of my dreams
I listen to a man preaching common laws
and try to discern what he truly means

Will you join me as I raise hell
and stake your life to this slow revolution
because if we don’t, I can tell
that ours will be another lost generation

In this story of vows and rivers
that’s the same everywhere I went
this boy, all scrawny and shivers
and this girl, just wanting things to be different

Take your virgin out to the matinee
and kiss her tenderly
because boy you will never see
the girl you fell in love with so dearly

Her parents worked her up to tears
and made you a criminal in her eyes
you misunderstanding her childhood fears
did nothing to stand up against their lies

Maybe she’ll sing you a song
a rhapsody of what you shared in the dark
she’ll return the ring of love promised to last long
and finally turn her back

She ran away from it all, taking all that you had
except what you wished to give
have your heart and wedding ring back
she wept, even though she chose to leave

Its been a decade since the day
you found that note in her hijab behind your closet
she said, ‘although I don’t want to remember the U.S of A
I still love you, and my days with you were the best.’

In a letter I wrote,
‘Sharon, I’m sorry I was weak
when you needed me the most
I still believe miracles happen
these feelings are my curse and gift from heaven.
because I had confused them with what was true
and I thought this world was made especially for me and you.’

When i look out this chest to see
The yesterday of what i used to be
Searching for little love we could borrow
Watching the ripples of soon tomorrow

I feel sunshine at the rainbows end
Something you gave to me my dear friend
Flying through the sky in a calm breath
Taking in the noisy life before death

I feel your hand still pressed in mine
And i’m glad to hear that you’re doing fine
After we escaped from this house
That we slowly burnt to the ground

Your intense loving was all that I’d need
Even as this soft heart continued to bleed
I miss our pact of guileless felicity
When did you and I begin to lose trust in ‘the we’

Darling i’m lying on the moon
And i’m planning jump down real soon
Because my head is in a total mess
And waiting no longer makes sense

This monkey weighs heavily on my back
And I think i’m about to break because I lack
Mama’s sweet loving: chicken with mashed potatoes
And baby’s warm hugs, kisses and good morning hellos

Buried alongside ‘I love you so much’
And the hurt that ‘I had to leave’ behind
To fertilize this ‘new adventure’ that keeps me terrified
All over me, i’m ‘completely satisfied’

There’s a valley of God between ‘I exist’
and ‘You do too’ clouded by mist
There’s a sea of love between ‘the day we met’
And ‘till the end’, it’s ripples we soon forget

In your arms I’m lost
like a sparrow post-deluge.
And if i’m not found,
will you remember how we,
loved with our feet on the ground?

I can see your light
shining through the desperate gloom.
There’s no will in me
to put up a rousing fight.
My love know, I’ll see you soon

I recall faintly
violent dreams
and crude awakenings.
I forget feeling
a growing void
of life without meaning.

Can we pick back up
broken pieces
to repair this tea cup?
Will you be willing
to spare your gold
to mend my faults?

This quiet heart wants
sweet loving
peace and understanding.
It leans out for you
and beats gently
for a world without war

– For Marianne (and her hidden love)

This is a song
I happened across alone
The night I tried to find
a place to belong
And I heard you sing
On that microphone

This is a bar
For all the manics
Who loved heart first
accused of going too far
To quench that thirst
Here, remember, do not panic

This is about a lady
and a man
Who were willing to travel
into the depths, of human
Together forever
Or at least, until death

This is a hotel
For the broken hearted
Who just want somebody to hold
And the lost souls
of the dearly departed
Too scared to return back home

This is a home where you can be free
We don’t worry about what’s in your closet
Or if you don’t have a cloth rack
Don’t you bother your chest with secrets
Lighten the load off your back
Find the real you, and the real me

This is a song
For wallflowers in a bar
Enjoying the nightly philharmonics
This is a place to belong
And it’ll never be far
We share doobage and gin tonics

Let’s dance over the beads at night
And relish in the summers starlight
You both are gems in the wide wild world
In your glories, our souls unfurled

There I was discovering the things you know
You smiled, irresistibly engaged and going with the flow
Of gin tonic, Molly, and late night salvation
Against the odds, we met and softened into early morning conversation

You hadn’t been traveling for too long
And we never went too far
But without regaling our ears with a song
We knew you both were superstars

When the world froze for a night
And all were 4 twinkling starlights
Drinking in a bar, by the river
We spoke about a homey Italian dinner

I don’t want to begin my thoughts with ifs and maybes
but you are contradictory to my logic
maybe and if I were a better man, then I would just be
without any of the struggles of being
But that would hardly make me a man, would it?
just a machine or a god
either way, I feel you’d prefer that,
then you could use me
selfishly and unfeeling without remorse

Please don’t let these words worry you
Just thoughts that sprung in my mind
from depths I am unaware of
but I know enough that that they do not belong to me alone
so perhaps you will forgive my imperfections
for they are who I am
And I shall continue forging on
in a path I shall make mine

This is not a poem
but a confession, a secret and assertion
for the dead and the living
as long as you can forgive and love again
then it’ll all be right, because you and I know thats what we have to do
Soon they would come to round us up
to quell the slow revolutions happening in our minds
to trample on the flowers growing in our hearts

I would like to go on and on, I don’t care
I’m singing a life’s song, that I become a better man
and I know you’ll join along, and share this light air
This love for love makes me a child again
I’m foolish and learning, maybe I’m free
Will you build these castles with me on the beach
as you take a break from where you are from
on the journey to where you are headed
and if you ask for directions,
I’ll point to both sides, then up and down
and tell you we have to hurry
to where we’re going
our ambitions expanding the circle of journey
and I’ll be with you at the destination, which is where we come from
Take the first step
and the fantasies shall become real life
take the first step
and what you will find will change your life
from the depths in me erupts this message
and if you’re willing to hear it
just like i’m willing
you’ll see that we have all got so much.

It’s the merry blues
And quiet nights alone in my head
Loved by thoughts of you
Trying to get in my bed

It’s the merry blues
And memories in the lush forest
smoking marijuana with you
Someone said, those times were the best

On so many nights
If you remember the words we said
Clutching underneath starlights
The dirt and the whole earth were our bed

It’s the merry blues
And a breath of fresh air
Neither of us was bad news
But who’s objective in a love affair?

You can call me a liar
And deny once, and deny twice any claim
That your heart was ever on fire
And it was all just an expertly played game

I have only one excuse
For the scene that’s stuck in my head
And it’s the merry blues
You and I dancing, as we make your bed.

Hell is empty,
And baby its a sad, sad view.
Hell is empty
And baby, i really miss you.

I knew the costs, behind your vice
I love you, yeah, that does sound nice.
But it can be, a treacherous thing to say
A Baneful happy-ending, to flower someone’s day.

You swore up and down, to no ends
That perhaps my angels and demons, may become your friends
Maybe one of them, would understand your many fears
And reveal to you, my masked away tears

Hell is empty
And baby I’m alone.
Hell is empty
And how long, will you make me atone.

This I know is true
That I deserted heavens gates to be with you
That we may make paradise out of this barren wasteland
Or at least, this was our plan.

There’s possibilities unseen
Limitless in a distant nights sky
Above where I lay
Dreaming of you and I

The grass is brown from drought
Theres only the occasional chirp then deep silence
And tiny orbs of light from the fireflies
Earth’s Stars with a natural luminescence

I hear whispers of when we’re loved
In the depths of distant memory
I wonder what it is that we may have lost
Lapsing into momentary reverie

I welcome daylight and
whatever songs the birds are singing
It’s natures way of lending me a hand
As I stumble awake absently thinking

Do you still whistle skippy’s tune
When you’re alone drinking tea
I don’t even know what i’m talking about
You probably don’t even remember me

I know that you’re trying to catch me
But really I just want to be free
In a cage of my own making
I want to give out what I’ve been taking

There’s a song in these words
A rhythm i wish I could understand
Does this imposter wish to die by the sword
Are my castles really just made of sand

I don’t know if i’m ready for judgement
But I’ll sing the song and give it all that I’ve got
Whatever you figure is a suitable as punishment
I’ll accept it as my lot

You taught me to find the beauty in nature
And to love the flaws inherent in every tree
You showed me how to nurture a flower
And in time to let it grow free

You gave me the fluidity of the wind
That I may paint these ideas in the sky
Ahh I feel the lift in my wings
As these words join the by and by

You bled softly on what became the wolfs moon
i cried sombrely to you, your favorite tune
there’s no way to fix your broken heart in time
so i’ll give you another, have a piece of mine

Once on a clear nights sky
You told me about when you tried to die
Your sins that you never forgave
And about how you hate the bed you made

I hope you now know what I knew
And that everyday is a chance to start anew
Don’t be bound by your demons in the past
Take advantage of today, and make that moment last

There’s a little princess in your town
And she’s all on her own
You mustn’t let her down
Neither now nor when she’s all grown

There’s a little princess trapped somewhere in an attic
She’s gone from a hundred to nearly zero
And I fear she might soon begin to panic
Someone please, we need a superhero

Do you think you have what it takes
To don on the cape
Or are you just another one of the fakes
Trying for an unruly escapade

There’s a princess playing with her dolls
Ones very small, the other slightly tall
They were having tea and playing house
Until they were interrupted by a cat chasing a mouse

She met a gentleman’s monkey
That happened to sneak in through the window
She wondered gazing out of the balcony
If a saviour would come from the world below

There’s a peasant boy
Slaving away in the castle
Day and night, but in his suffering finding joy
Who heard the racket from that day
And wondered what was all the hassle

So one day when he thought he was alone
He snuck to the peak of the stairwell
And when he heard her voice his ghost almost left his bones
He tripped and down the stairs, he fell

She called out to him
Looking from the keyhole
‘Help me please, please help me’
He thought she must have been who had been using the extra food bowls

The next day while alone again
He walks up and knocks, asking:
How can I help you
Why are you up here

My father is dead
And this witch keeps me locked up here
All that is in here is a bed
And a window for fresh air

He sneaks into the mistresses room
And steals a mysterious looking key
He fits it into the lock and twists
The little princess bursts out free

The sound of a horse carriage stops their short jubilation
And they go off to the back to hide
The girl giggling with elation
As he lead the way into a pig sty

Peeking out they hear a sharp cry
And fiery smoke rise up into the sky
Suddenly they saw the monkey screeching to get their attention
He shows the way out through a back plantation

This girl ran in the direction of the brook
And stood behind a man holding a sword
She embraced him with tears in her eyes calling him father
He looks arms stretched to the boy calling him son

He puts them behind him to face the eternal adversary
Knowing that bygones do not remain bygones
He must do what is necessary
By slaying this beast of a dragon

There’s a little princess in our town
And she’s running faraway
Please don’t let her down
Give her a place to stay

She’s making up stories
From her prison in the attic
Of knights and dragons and all sorts of glories
Trying not to panic

There’s a princess in your town
She laughs thinking how I must sound
I’m going to be okay she smiles
I’ve got a knack for weaving truthful wiles

There’s a girl I saw today
Who carries herself with the dignity of royalty
She saves herself, eventually some other day
She gained mine and your loyalties

I’ll fight for this little princess
Till I’ve given up all the breath in my lungs
Give everything I have in excess
I know i’m not going to be wrong

Loving a little princess
as a little peasant boy
And being a little princess
Loving a peasant boy

As the night crept quietly over our little town
We whispered our wishes to the moon
Into a gourd we set on the river to wash down
And into the swamps of the evil forest

We heard a weeping child at night silenced by growling wolves
Teaching it early lessons of life and fate
Someone later asked how we could permit one so young to be taught by beasts
We replied that we are all the same, and nature merely aided in what we had been late to do

A little girl wishes to set sail to the edge of the world
In search of a purpose, love and the supposed meaning of her life
Her mother wailed like she was weeping the dead
While her father beamed from ear to ear
Watching his child disappear with the sunset and praying to share a sunrise with her another day

When the heretic entered the shrine
To seek wisdom and on the arts of divining
The babalawo laughed and took off his chain
They is no more in these palm nuts or in the world than what you bear in your soul
Through that mystery will you receive the wisdom of all mysteries
Return again tomorrow my son

The town crier didn’t beat his gong this morning
He’s either dead or the king is
Either way best we stay at home today
I’m tired anyways.