The Pain Barrier

The drop on his relentless wrist
as her bell chimed, the laughter
behind his back, her jests in life
forces the best in him into
doing time within grey cells.
A torture chamber with two
windows to let the flames in,
two again for the blaring horns
and two to let out the stink
of the rot from poison
fed through a fortified watering hole;
sure the heart is in for life.

Fever from the angst boils
that drop, leaving white crystals
of Sodium to burn the blisters,
pushing again the best in him
to cry out to the guards
and the guardian angels,
who are in pain too.
From child birth for one,
while the other's womb bleeds,
not willing to bear his seed.
Barriers built with pain,
keeping agony within Adam's apple.

The cheat is on

Ah, she walked in smiling;
for a casual peg at noon; with a bag
bulged with new-world pseud and
torn jeans, aye, that's old world charm.
The fall guys lined up fast, chairs,
coffee and then a dinner date.

Ah, the persona slips in frowns;
in an opera grand than Broadway here.
Hundred words her belly's sore
with sin of love; the cheat is on.
Till that day the screening moves
to bed; with the lover of daddy's girl.

Split Orgasm!

Somehow it all fell into place,

love and that bloody sense

they call belonging;

which pulled you under

that warm blanket one winter

before nourishing with dew next spring.                                                                                            
But somehow it all falls apart,

a heavy heart after that bloody

buffer they call orgasm;

which drains the rights and vows

down that split; as sweat

in a brute sauna of words.

Sick Reel

A drunk since morning,
sipping from her chalice
of solitude; the gift from
a lover who has left
to account those ledgers
filled with unknown names,
strangers to her and me;
this wine burns my gut.

Before numbing my vein
during her wound trip for friendship,
the reeling head keeping
dreams steady while the
lego crumble all around.
Love life? Sure I'm drunk!

Holy Water

Sealed with a red band
of love, yeah the same
colour of life which once
nourished me into this world.

Wrapped in a glowing mantle
of white, yeah the same
warmth from the heart which
let me dream, let me fly.

Filled with care to the brim
with dew from that
unbridled river which once
steadied me with kisses million.

Holy indeed these drops
I've kept tight, saved for
the day the desert heat
burns a hole in my soul.