Innocence Lost

She said unto him:"You are like the cloud in my clear sky, there only to add to my blue".
But he answered, "But my heart is aflame and my soul is oppressed",
She cried
He sighed
"You poisonous dagger, you loathsome viper, I love thee", she entreated
He only said "But I cannot"
She wept
He knelt





.......to be continued

Frozen

I fear not death in Herself, its how one would arrive to Death that matters..nothing frightens one than a cold frozen death.
She's dead, they say...but how would i know...her lips are blue the veins bloodless green. but her eyes aflame....woe is me...what is one to do. Should i kiss life into her, but what if the coldness catches onto me..those flames, oh those amber flames draw me but only to get burnt..to die on a pyre what a glorious death. What of her heart..frozen solid...slides about....STAB IT damn it!!!! Stab it...break the ice around it..lets pray the knife would fix it to one place....oh so selfless the poet is.....what is one to do, but it is here where the adventure lies.

Memories

You are much like a poison i fear. I dont know what it is and i know it shouldnt be. May be its just missed memories haunting me.

Said one heart to another

The Hoax of Time

Time is what governs every aspect of today's human. Pity though for time doesnt exist. Offensive as that may sound, I appologise because it is man made. Lets see....there is no negation for time (no UN-time) as there is for light darkness,for love hatred. for matter anti-matter.
So what KILLS or NULLIFIES... do enlighten me. Its a man made device created for the blatant murder of freedom and imagination. A subtle obligation to some unknown force made by unknown entities.