Goodnight

Dark, flesh
rotting, scream...
A gentle trickle
into the sea
A stain so dark,
so pure so unblemished

Black soul,
no more charred
Vestal virgin
torn apart
of happy times
Disturbed dreams forever are...

Today

“Hey!”

“Oh! Hi!” Giggles          Laughs

Patter...      Fun...

“ICE-CREAM! ICE-CREAM!”

“1 for me...” “Me too!”... “Me too!”

Gaiety...

tiny     r u n n i n g      feet

Joys            Innocence

“I'm late!!! Oh! And so is the bus!”

SIGH Trepidation

Woosh! Swoosh!

Cars    r u n n i n g      by.

Twee....

Chirping?! Nah nah... HONKING!

Bow-wow.... wuff! Grrrr.... Bow-wow!

Meowwwwwwwwwww...

Moo.. Moo

Trrrring.. Trrrring... “Hello! What!”

Merry existence

                       Cnofsuion

C-A-C-O-P-H-O-N-Y

B O O M!

Crac---------k          CRASH               s P l I N t e r

S CRE AM

S H RIEK

Thud Thud Thud

Silence.........

As nothing but death survives

Music

A memory killed
An innocence lost
Into sweet chains now
My wisdom binds
The past buried
The future unsure
A hazy present
Of you reminds

The innocent laughter
Heartfelt smile
In my soul
I still survive
Words bring back
The stab of pain
Music binds
As rhymes liberate...

Humans

Boiled flavorful rice left on the porch
For the uglies to carry to the revered ancestors
To free their soul
Satiate their hunger
Free their shackles from Lucifer's abode
A death of joy
Imparting peace for the happy after-life...

Millions on earth as they die
Little fists outstretched for a grain
To stand up strong
On their twig like limbs
A tiny stomach bulging, air and dust swirling inside
A life of pain
Relief, as death unburdens the heavy earth...

Such is the mind
Such is the heart
And so are humans bound
Scorn for the alive
Tears for the dead
Life as it lies uncared for
Ashes saved in an ornate urn...

Daughter

The burden cried a soft, feeble cry
Her brother fed, giggled happily
The ragged doll lay dirty, torn
A shiny cricket bat as it glittered under the sun
The innocent tears fell in thick heaps
He was cuddled, held to a mother's bosom
The leering father, adventurous uncle
His pocket bulged with crisp new greens
Books dusty, utensils gleaming clean
The swings in the garden creaked happily
Shrouded in shawls, ashamed of femininity
He in a semi-clad body lolled around
The wedding reds, a bankrupt sigh of relief
A hope relieve as his new wife
Again filled the coffers to the brim...