Poems

I don't write good poetry that much i'll tesitfy to coz i dislike the rhyming...i'm much better off with bending prose for my purposes but when i'm in the dark moods all my prose comes with line breaks...anyways my alter ego and my muse are both insisting that they be put up after all they keep reasoning nobody you know reads this so whats the harm...and since there is noway the ppl i wrote it for or my darlin lil sis will never stumble upon this blog i'm inclined to take their advice...*deep breath* here goes...

The purple illusions

that calm for a while

then dissolve into water

as they are after all illusions.

A glance at an unbroken watch

Time is running,

and yet somebody isn't.

Reasons can be galore but

none, that my ears understand

none, that quiet my eyes as they search

for a reassuring pair

The spine creaks and aches.

It is used to standing alone

but it never leaves hope of some support

The empty corridors in my heart

and those in which I walk

Yet another glance and time's mocking flight

It jeers at my waiting, It doesn't understand

No one understands for whom my ears strain

No one understands for whom my eyes search

No one understands for whom I wait,

since forever, till forever

Not even, my lord, the one for whom I wait