They are Not You

What happens when all is lost?
Hope, Love,
Serenity of my mind
Where my gaze would fall upon your face
Words would pass with gentle ease
You may have forgotten the breeze
But she hasn't forgotten you, She holds you and every moment you're in very close
Every time the sky burns gold,
You must know
Even the breeze thinks of you
your smile, your eyes ..

I can hear her roaring, she's growing wilder
Did you hear her scream, her shatter through the trees
As my heart shatters, each time she howls
The sky feels me, its exploding in divine agony
tearing the silence apart
her tempest rage
The earth beneath me trembles
As do I
Before I split and break into a million lightening shards
Thunder rips the brooding sky

I could write a book about your eyes

Forgotten smiles under the massive oak,
A special kind
Flowing straight from the centres of the heart
Reaching upto the unbroken sky
Pulling life out of such endless depths with a force
Not even 'God' would deny

Because in that moment,
there were no more lies
And I,
stood no chance in face of the blinding Truth
It holds me together
Your laughter echoes still, through the silent mountains

I've been travelling through time, floating in the atmosphere, atoms scattered across space,
The endless circular motion

It all collides, crashing together
The blast of stars reverses itself
Not often..,
Only every time i look at you
Your sounds, your sound, your breath , your darkness , your light
I wish you could absorb me for I would be lost in you forever

Just always remember most beautiful,
Your light is Mighty
To lose it would be cheating this world..
Of all its beauty..

The Lone Wolf's Moon

Blow out the flame

Bring an endless night, steeped in darkness 

Floating in space 

No more do I try and erase 

Creased sheets, tender veins 

Broken glasses, wine stained
A quiet sound of his breath, the scent of his flesh is still raw on my skin
Unknowingly I stumble upon
Wherever the fire blazes brightest,
A moment of magic
Inside the gentle bends of a black rose

The wolf is wounded, wandering in the wilderness
Blood smears the virgin snow,
Drawn into every familiar fence, only to get cut again and again
that barbed wire, digging deeper and deeper
She can barely stand,
But she still searches for his smell
Which she remembers very well

Which she Remembers very well~


A deep grey cloud grazes past the silver moon

Did you hear him laugh, universe?

For even in the starkness of Silence, his laughter sings 

Its delicate,

 as snow brushes the earth 

Light meshed of moon and sun, gets caught
I can Even inhale it, as the air 

It makes me fly, as if I become the wind 

And it will make me Dance,
until life's bass-line stops

Yet, it can slice as if it were a steel sword
As fire it can melt, billowing like a dragon's roar
Countless arrows it can bury deep
Bleeding, barely breathing


Maybe he is only the Madness of stars

or perhaps just the echoing loneliness of the moon in my window,
There is No control 

Infront of such immense black beauty
I surrender 

Tell them you came and saw, 
and looked into my eyes

Make no mistake, When mighty Winter comes
The howling will have begun,
and as the long night descends, one must not forget

No matter the holes in her soul,  The lone wolf still has claws

As long and sharp as yours
As long and sharp as yours