adibhav

[adibhav]

Accidental

Terrible coincidence His lips first to be ever On mine But he never let me Call him mine Accidentally-habitually Could never be mine The name he unconsciously chants As he holds me He belonged to she So I ran away But each time astray I look back at where began My fall off grace Fourteen eighteen To him I trace I'd never go back, I lie but I do only to ask why ?

[adibhav]

Sinful tension

So, do we agree? Not you, not me Would mention This undeclared Unhoped for, tension But I watch your eyes watch me The blank face, as I inch near Holding onto your life, dear Wonder where We could be? But what's in being truthful If I did? Is it fruitful?

[adibhav]

The witch

As she fell from grace, onto her face They judged her as she breathe, declared her the witch She smiled laughed too much , so labelled a bitch Her maddened naive was too nice to believe She, the fool of the fables, words pierce as she sat to greive

For every pretty thing In this cruel world is a trick They called her names till the brittle heart was sick

For every fool is a clever liar They tied her to the pole, lit the fire

Burn the witch Whore of the shore Made her loose her head And called her Crazy bitch Belongs chained in asylum instead

[adibhav]

I beg!

Kiss me , Its not a request anymore It's a desperate calling I'm thirst-fallen on the floor It's no longer a wish It's a craving so oceanic you couldn't, ever satisfy It's a raging so unfathomable I couldn't, ever explain why But I beg! hold me, touch me, love me Id kneel down, say please if it took I'd hang off the railings and hooks I'd dance upon your words I haven't been, feeling alive in this world I'd loose each ounce of shame Just for a moment, to feel sane I find my calm in your arms , If I had to beg , I'd beg for them again and again

[adibhav]

Most beauteous corpse

Amidst the noise and crowd, in shroud of oblivion I search for something that was mine, like a rebellion I chase, past moments I've lost Who surrendered to the time, summoned to frost like homesickness for a home that isn’t yours anymore

I drown deeper into desire to live them again, lying on floor Lying to myself more and more, like the threat to myself I was As the 'present' turns to effervescence from my head And I feel it dissolve like the slipping salt into the ocean ahead What I held in my hand, Counted on for, and carefully saved

While chasing that beautiful satin lane That existed only inside my sedentary skull I wanted to live in the moments, that were dead As life unfurled the fate, I fight to dispossess and dread I search for the past that I could cherish and caress And I came across the most beauteous corpse of my past As I sat on the satin lane, close by the corroding sculpture Witnessing its beautiful downfall Its grace indescribable by words

realized we can't spend lifetime mourning for the dead As past turned to ashes called memories in my head