Perfect in his eyes

Nothing tastes sweeter than nothing when the hurt is past, when something is better than anything; so now there is just my guitar And an empty corridor, where I sing my songs to the rafters, but instead of wishing I was someone else I have learned to be myself And accept that I will never…

I can’t do a love song

There were so many things I didn’t know; at the age of eighteen I thought life was meant to be like a movie, a romantic comedy that would throw the love of my life into my path in some serendipitous moment, that moment when our eyes meet across a crowded room and music begins to…

The emotional sky is burning alone

The emotional sky is burning alone In the evening we said our farewell Undisturbed on the mountain peak I became enlightened as the sky While the smoky distance hummed Desire to know aroused At my centre it burns Until deluded violence wins Willingly I took him as mine To hold in my embrace The sky…

Present plural of be

Present plural of be, Does affection bring pleaure? Or do naked nerve endings remain? Are is too definitive, Could is where my uncertainty remains; Do you feel what I give generously? How I long to be a part of the wealth we had In that fertile land, But those ones, not yet explored Drew you…

A drop of saline fluid

A drop of saline fluid – free from deception – lasts forever; It won’t corrode your heart of copper alloy, It won’t erode the monument erected in your memory; You may go now, where each drop that falls dies.

Forever cold

Seen by them in dreams, tears dim my eyes, echoes breathe songs of night creatures taking wing, like angels; peace who knows purity fell to passion, white arms left empty forever cold.