If this is the life I had to lead,
And the world around me,
Is the end of days.
What do I feel after?

When all of this is lost,
And the world is over.
And my eyes will open again
In a new world.

Will I still taste your kiss?
Smell your breath?
Feel your skin?
Is the love inside
Will still feel the same?

Will I still hold your hand?
Feel your hug?
Hear your whispers
And good luck?


Or?

He who is gone

May not be forgotten

He who is breathless

Breathed in

Beats in.

The hand that's cold

My blood shall wash

Warmth

The heart that's gone

I will love.

The eyes that's close

I will heed

I need, I bleed.

Which my arms cannot hold,

Which my hands cannot touch,

Which my heart aches to love

My mouth aches to kiss

Thine ghost, lingers.

Thy love flounders, flourished.

plucked. 

Even the night
Is aware.
That you are not here.


The day,
the sun
hit my face
where your kiss
use to sit.


My words 
cannot lie.
Even the skies
knows
that you have left.

the dream

my dreams

my love appear,

to heal the ache

the heart that seeks.

awake my eyes.

my dreams subsides.

the ache

my heart

still lingers

from within.

death and love
for which is greater?
love or death?
what is to love when either have embraced death?
can love survive the grave?
the long for life, for touch
in death lingers.
for love has to hear, has to feel
the touch, the warmth, the ache beneath.


is my love greater when I die?
who will know of my love when you die?
will the world still whisper it?
the tide still take it?
the wind still nurture it? 


who will hear your shout for love?
when my ears are none to hear.
and when the grave finally claim you,
will our love then be forgotten?


when the beatings have ceased,
is the heart no more to love?
when thine arms cannot hold,
will love ceases?
when my arms cannot hold
my lips cannot kiss,
my heart cannot live.


will love survive death?


where my love would go?
when the world ends,
when the stars loses its spark,
and the seas have dried up,
the birds all but died.
and the flowers don't bloom.
and all this ceases to be.


will love be free?


is the ache to love still lingers in death?


for thine is the greatest, and ours survives it?


even for death, my love will lay.


where will your love lay?


for is death greater than love?
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shadows of illusion

flesh, arise, cries
beneath the skin
the heart survives.
is this the end?
what of beneath?

the love, the life, the lies.
is it just the breath?
the beat? the flesh?

will it not stay forever?
or the fleshs' just,
shadows of illusion
illuminated by the sun.
the pain, the eyes.
that delusion 
of your presence.


is it really the end?
what lies beyond?
when not breathing,
not beating,
not seeing.

is the flesh just to touch?
the words to hear
the taste of the skin,
the kiss.

is this the end?
or our presence,
just a mere glimpse
into eternity?

the amaranth of infinity,
while the grave
awaits. 
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I wanted to
So much,
To be wasted,
To be stoned.
But my tortured soul

only can manage

This words

 
I wanted to
so much,
to go to rehab,
kick the booze,
kick the pills.
But all my suffering
can only manage
this scribbled words.

i wanted to
so much,
to have the weed,
I heed.
But my broken spirit
only can manage
this fusing of pathetic words.


the need
the speed
begging for the next hit
but all that's in me
are my words
I bleed

My poetic self
wants the needle,
the smoke, the bottle.
The highs and lows.
But I can only manage
this
mangled words.
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My soul

the window to my soul
you look, you hid
you lay awake
neath the curse of death

my soul, it weeps
when you lay awake
you live there
you breath there
your heart beats there.
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perish will be,
none will be,
me, at the end
will just be dust,
memories in the wind.
aye, my love will remember
but to all will forget.
but i hope
my words
will linger forever.

new hues

the new may appear blue and some gray hues.
it may seem smiles are all around.
but broken hearts lies beneath an empty heart.
it dwells, it buries itself. deep and dark
and it will grow.
this is the day when I last saw you.