The state of Being

Unsaid words...unposted letters
My state of being is like your Blood in my veins
Is it an event...is it a chain?
Season of Love is how deserts miss the rains!

Umbrella

And I would brush a tear on your eyelash, with my fingertip
and blow it away in the summersky
with a wish for it to return within a cloud
and fall on your hair as a raindrop
to remind you of me, as you walk
with an umbrella of memories...under a dark sky
brightened by a Lightning...so dazzling
but so short.

Slow Poison

Is Life a Slow Poison !?
Then who took My life?
I'm surely not here...between what throbs In here!
I have wondered away ,like smoke...leaving behind
My ashes...of an abstract entity, cemented in
my room in Oblivion

Injecting Time!

The act of seperation is...like a needle on my skin
Injecting Time...like a sedative doze of sleep
that gives birth to the same repeated dreams,
that uproots my self but buries me deep

Are you ?

Are you a Mirage...or a Mirror...reflecting against the Sun ?
Are you a Shadow...or a Silhoutte...rising daily...with the setting Sun ?

Reflect the Life in the pools of your eye...
Uncover the Truth...beneath the giftwrapped lies !

Am i?

Am I the Phoenix ? Will I rise ?
Let me first die to create some ashes for me...
My journey today or the odessey post the end,
A treasure hunt but no maps for Me !

Replicas

We are the replicas of our own source ! We are the Blueprints of a vast design for a megacomplx creation. We are in a 3D dream ! When we Leave from here....we will Live from there ! We exist here in the Third Dimension...but our Source lies elsewhere. It communicates to us...In our subconcious ! We feel the Touch...though undefined.