My Lady,My Light

Each day i wait beside our window
Longing the day you would arrive
with an angry face ,laden with scorn
but beautiful and crimson and sweet
your eyes would drool over my
unshaved face, my unbuttoned shirt
and a smile as beautiful of a peacock dance
you would jump to me
and when i slowly lay my coarse hand
over your tress your face will crush my chest.

Oh my lady !my lightness
my years of light after my sadness
when you arrive to our hut
you push me into the mirth

ha i wait beside our window sill
for your smell, touch and your angry eyes.

No Escape

I wish to sublime
in your wrath and hatred
Vaporize in your sadness

Each deed you do
to push me to the eternal fire
bring hope to me
that i will be soon be gone
to a world where pathos
won’t melt my skin
where even the tears would
not crystallise into dark ice

Each step i take to bring
a little laughter in my life
would soon be engulfed
with a revelation of sadness
How much more stories
should i gulp, like
a wine gone sour ?
Let them drown me further
into the deep ocean floor.