Black in Black

Cloud-capped violins
dressed in ashen dreams
swaying, longing,
ever so gently fading
by the motionless hands
of yesterday's verdant gleams
for you have drifted away,
so, so faraway,
leaving only a Plutonian void behind
where crystal serpents of dismay grind,
silencing the lulling mazes of my life
with their foamy cascades of strife

amaranthine hopes
lit by years of a fruitless toll
quivering, shivering
still nestling
deep in the damp opaque eyelids
of this lonesome, ruptured soul.
naked prayers try to rise
up, up arise!
but the wings of my breath are clipped
unable to reach Heavens from their crypt
slowly being consumed without a reply
by the scratching echoes of goodbye

unclosing eyes
wedded to a lost precious Sight,
waiting, grieving,
endlessly weeping.
liquid sighs of ghostly memories
poring unto the brimming night
elevating my arms to reach out high
so, so high
but alas! my Beautiful Queen
you can no longer hear me
nor read me
nor heal me
for I have become a departing shadow
an oozing poet of the Cimmerian Meadow.
draped in black in a black light
orbiting in the ever-during night,
with my black whispers
and black tears,
around your imperious pearls,
that are reflecting
your garish smile,
flaxen curls...
my forever lost treasures,
oh, the never tasted pleasures...

My Verses Were Trying To Touch

My verses were trying to touch
what my arms could not reach.
but now,
the tainted pen is dragging on
falls, from zenith's high
into the dust of time
for it is no longer able to bleed
the liquid splendor of pain,
That oozes deep, beyond
the rhythm of this tired life.
everything slowly becoming
a shadow of the yesterdays
as the rose- fragrance of my lover,
by Spring's soft breathe
being blown away...

lying awake,
upon the forsaken bed of evaporated Love's sea
where I am trapped
in the prison of my own making,
afraid to meet the next dawn
as my grand naivety still
feeds upon the dreams and hopes
bathed in resplendent hues,
that are nestling in my soul.
cracks on the cell walls
have grown wide and long
letting me watch the twilight
as it crawls through
to become a reminder of your
vermeil lips, lulling voice
lustrous skin,
and once again,
behind these weeping gray circles
in between two paralyzed heartbeats,
finding myself remembering,
the past moments of delights
and all that could have been…

oh, Beautiful Queen!
I am without you,
grieving far, so far away
bound to Life's fading brilliance
that lingers upon the lips of Dullness
in a room of crystallized drips of emptiness
where the voices of hope forge with numbness.
maybe, it was just one too many
unspoken whispers,
one too many unseen teardrops
that left the two of us infidel,
to fall apart,
and become a lost piece
of Love's grant puzzle
leaving this bleeding Lover
forever incomplete…


Alone

Since Ill Omen haunted at the cradle of my existence
Destiny has shown its animosity with great persistence
Paths that were parallel have become less defined
Enamored dreams with reality have never entwined

Empty wells within my heart by tides of sorrow did overflow
Prayers of mercy that no one heard have slowly sunk below
Vibrant love-sighs died off into a long parting groan
And everything that ever was I embraced all alone

Deluded memories of this beginning still bleed through
As Tyrant Fate tainted my conciseness then waved adieu
Now hues of Heaven and Hell shine in my abstract days
Currents of the Unknown move me through an elaborate haze

But beneath the lacerated mask hides the truth that I must reveal
The longing of eyes and lips that these hands try to conceal
From the unconfined whispers swaying and playing in my chest
To the ringlets of fiery dreams that still keep me possessed

Gazing, past the fallow fields through the clusters of vacant arms
Above my awaiting cold vault around the long forgotten charms,
for I still strive to see just one sunburst of hope within Life's crowds
But my Only World has suffused its face with darkened clouds...

Revolving shadows of my demons were creations of my own
And now, everything I have ever loved, I embrace all alone