Away

Under the road to the altar
mingled by thousands sighs
resting glares shading
murmurs of the past

 A winding road
 briny world
 immaculate fiends
 waiting in vain
 the moot ambush

 Rilling and jettisoning
 against all odds
 fierce look of the horizon
 mating with the sob
 to become me
 again and again

Somewhere

Glorious ones 
in the hands of a labyrinth

crushing  dreams

making  brims

fun is the way 

to the other side

of the remaining days

left behind

ashering winds

of joy

into the unborn dawn

resting souls 

around a fire of clebrations

somewhere ajar is the gate

 somewhere is done the fate

waiting  solicitting 

envious smiles

into dry lips

 asking for more

washing by tears

waiting to bloom 

into another  sigh

somewhere  a star

mourning its blaze

 the scale  of that rose

 the twig of a  hare  

 just to remain alive 

Inside the Outside

Strewing the wishes 
like a Sennett from the far away 
sounding just like the drums of a snare 
just lisps of lifeless wishes uttered 
like swarms of roars 
like vitriolic virulent feelings 
echoed by hallucinative prisms
stenchy moist in the eyes
is what is left of the lure 
to the den of grand deceptions 
so translucent and prase 
the trip of tears through a sprue
into the land of fearless brumes 
standing behind the eye and its vision 
the soul and its mission 
the dark and its perception 
another boyard gone insane 
stuck with a face without a name
hindering and hampering the lame
impeding proses into flames 

For A While

Under the road to the altar
mingled by thousands sighs
resting glares shading
murmurs of the past

 A winding road
 briny world
 immaculate fiends
 waiting in vain
 the moot ambush

 Rilling and jettisoning
 against all odds
 fierce look of the horizon
 mating with the sob
 to become me
 again and again

As the daisies were gathered

As the daisies were gathered
around the fountain of whispers
longing to the dewy days
where love was easy
to come by
moans were so breezy
the soul's going so crazy
trying to catch the moondance

Pretending to be a storm
to cover the glow with haze
the map to unseen mazes
where the heart longs to be
a halo longs to its shadow
hearts to their murmurs

Mesmerized by the light
so frail to fight
just like a fading might
when it goes out of sight

As the daisies were gathered
to bloom and blossom
into the friends color
they might calm
an ocean jettisoned
by its own waves

As the daisies were gathered
into the unborn dawn
gone missing
along with the swan feather

As the daisies were gathered
into oblivion
into another gathering
that never took place
to mourn passers by
undecided to go or stay
just like the season's mist
when it goes awry

Burning desires

doors to the dawn
elaborate plans
enjoy the mystic
of being a sigh
in a dream
in a joy of love
close your eyes
hear heart cries
feel the soul sighs
longing to its highs
into your eyes
pretend no otherwise
don't have alibis
not even whys
meet me halfway
under the bridge
sanctuary in a dew
meeting a flower
blooming in the wind
under the stars
of burning desires

In the air floating

in the air floating
tranced by some cyclone
throve of a march
without a baton
in search of a prone
just like a drone
stingless and dull
yet sinking in awe
just like a leaf
brinking away
like a feather dancing
in its own world
having its own rhythm
within its own soul
so evasive to capture
so real in its quietness