Christmas

It's cold out there
But the window,
Is still open.
A chill, runs down my spine.
But there is no pane
To block the cold.

Winter winds, howl outside.
But the sonorous sounds
From the church,overshadow it.
I wonder, if voices
Even have shadows.

Sleep approaches,
Wonder if its hypothermia.
Can't afford to see a medic.
Hell, I cant even afford my meals
Or a candle to light at the church.

It's the day the christ was born.
Did he feel cold and hunger?
Maybe, maybe not. Who cares?
Five days from now,the new
Lunar cycle begins. Nothing new.

A girl watches me from
The nearby boxboard stacks.
An orphan, just like me.
She comes to my hovel.
Wonder whats in her hand?

Oh, a burnt cake, thrown away
She wants to share it with me.
I ponder what to look forward to
The celebrations of christmas,
Or the ice burying dead leaves beneath it.

Or at the trees, standing
Bare, shivering in cold,
Just like us. watching us
With unseen, unblinking eyes.
We snuggle closer and eat the cake.

Lord christ, a small piece of it,
I gift to you on YOUR merry christmas.
Not mine...

Brother

Tell me brother, did you cry
After you shot me down?
The pain I felt, did you feel it too?
Were any of those tears you shed
From the core of your heart
Where I dwell, once you said to me.

Tell me brother,did you love me still
When that dagger of yours, stabbed
My back and rended my heart, which
Was was yours as well. Did my blood
On your fingers elated you or did it
Make you lose blood too?

Tell me brother, will you cremate my carrion
Or will you let it rot in a back alley
Where only vermins dare to roam about?
Does it make you happy that now I am gone,
Or does it frighten you that I'll haunt you forever?

O tell me brother, for I would have died for you
As you would have for me(you told me so)
Should I still be around as your guardian angel
Or should I leave you be, as you would have me...

Blood Eyes

Open...

Darkness swirls and curls inside
These eyes of mine, Like the
Eye of a storm brewing to savor
With relish upon my dreams.
Irate waves form a whilrpool
Condensing and turning my eyes, red
To the very core, dry and rotten.

Open...

Seems to me the miles grow longer
The more I try to close the distance
Tired of hoping, tired of drowning
Tired of tracing, my steps backwards
I swoon, and I close my eyes and
Let myself, fall, endlessly untill I hit
The hollows where my eyes were once.

Open...

Walls closing in , I feel the lights
Fading away. Open my eyes
Nothing to see, or to know or to feel
Just the coldness of steel on the
Tip of my throat , slashing, tearing,
Ripping apart the life from me
And I shut my eyes to light...

Shut these eyes to light...

Shut these eyes...

Valentine

Lights darken across the room
And lay shadows upon the shruken rose
That lay folded, now unfolded
Across my lap, in the book I cherish the most.
Reminding me of all the promises,broken.
Incomplete, hurting visage, constant rememberance
Falling apart at a mere windfall, let alone the storms
To come. All the cards you sent, letters you wrote,
I burnt them yesterday, churned the ashes
With those from the uncountable cigarettes,
Both look alike, can't differentiate between them anymore.
I tried to look at the brighter side, towards
The spring-strewn gardens and the sunlit boulevards.
Blighted they became, and my eyes burned and
Made me look away. Tossed the book upon the shelf
To gather dust untill the next valentine.
Maybe, this love was not for me
Or maybe , it was not for you...