LABYRINTH

What is it to you when
I don’t know where to run
I don’t know what to do
And I can’t find my way to get out
Of this maze that leads nowhere?
Does it affect you when
I look at your eyes
I look at your soul
And yet I don’t heave the words I want
To say on my lips?
How does it feel when
I try to hold back
I try to go away
And I tell you that I have something
Important to do but none?
Do you even care to ask me when
I can’t look at you straight,
I stammer, jitter and titter
And I keep quiet and hush my mouth
My mind, my heart, my soul…
And I don’t know why I’m asking you these
When I can’t answer the very questions myself
What is it to you when it deeply affects how
I feel on how you feel when I care
For you and yet
You don’t even care to ask me
What’s this maze I’m going through

In all of these:
Is it worth it to figure out this puzzle
When of all these roads to take, I’ll still
Follow the one that leads to you by heart and
Find you with someone else but me.
You hold the string of my salvation
But you’re waiting for someone else.

30 september 2005

mental block

At the tip of the pen
is an endless song
of silence.

At the surface of the
paper is a merciless
peacefulness.

Blank and Faceless
it stares.
It waits.
It intimidates.

And the tip of the pen
will endure
its eternity of silence

Slow to Speak, Slow to Wrath

I see dawn on the curtains of your hair
Blood pulsing, fast and slow.
The glow of your skin, it's making me wonder
How can life be so miserably sweet--

As Shakespeare's Romeo said
"Give me my sin again"
Divine is us, you once sang
Pleasure is a taste or so of your lips.

An issue of fire burning my soul
Followed by the light from your eyes.
If I could die now, '
Don't stop me from falling.

Hush

Hush

I see
No word is needed

Just give me my sin again.