Just the Same

The sky so blue,

Looks just the same,

As it used to.

A tree nods,                                                   

Shakes a few leaves,

And maybe a few pods.

The day well begun,

City noises and traffic,

The usual humdrum.

A few perhaps,

Many maybes.

Thoughts of you, Baby

Crying out in the rain,

All those lost yesterdays,

Nothing is ever the same.

Echo of Silence

An echo,

Waits her turn,

To be screamed out,

Pulls at words,

From across the chasm,

Of deafening silence.

Unconnected universes,

Collide with,

The nothingness,

Of reason,

In a state of,

Morbid suspension.

The sphere,

Of the person,

Stares back,

In defiance,

At the protocol,

Of pain and disgrace.

Innocence steps out,

In search of dignity,

Bewildered by,

The virtue of chastity,

A new reality attempts,

To restore equilibrium.

Just Us

 Can I breathe

You in like 

The mist in the garden

Before it turns to dew…

Can I fall for you 

Like a life full of promises 

That we have always 

Longed to keep...

Can we dance 

With the swirling autumn leaves 

As if the perfect spring  

.Is waiting somewhere just for us

Whimsical Butterfly - Haiku

Whimsical butterfly
With all your pretty colors 
Are you the rainbow

Little Flower - Haiku

Why little flower 
Did you choose to grow
At my front door 

Love is just a Notion

An ordinary afternoon

Breaking the delusion.

Harsh words

Barbs and questions.

Violent thoughts

Hurled with precision.

Standing stoic

Is no redemption.

Stare at nothing

Wait for oblivion.

Is there an end

To this pretension.

A Dark Moment

I bundle my thoughts,
Into a tight knot, deep inside,
In the unsaid, I interpret my own,
I stumble on, hurting some more.


The hurt, the pain, the wound,
Never wanting to let go,
I allow it to fester, I enjoy,
In this cowardice of gloom.


I brace myself for an onslaught,
A flurry of heated exchanges,
But what I get is a dank,
Flavor of mottled bitterness.


In the sudden nothingness,
Of our relationship,
I stand numbed,
Will this be the last turn.


I want to flail my arms,
Looking for out,
Or just the faint whisper,
Of a happy thought.


Thoughts float in like vapor,
I feel them but before,
I can reach out,
They disappear.


I see a hint,
Of an unfulfilled yearn,
A shadow in yours,
Its reflection in mine.


I search your face,
In search of some meaning,
In that dark moment, I know,
All the pain, I let it go.

Everytime I Reconcile

A familiar emotion
Hits at the gut
Time after time.

I thought
I had
Reconciled.

But here it is
Once more
Never far.

Wrenching out
Once more
That silent scream.

Holding on
To the mundane
Stoic and resolute.

The only way
I know
To deal.

So ineffective. Always.

Meant to be

Sleep eludes me,

Or maybe, I resist sleep,

I cradle that thought

Into a dream-awake state.

In that slumber

I follow a path,

Never quite knowing

Where it takes me.

I seek the wilderness

To find myself,

Knowing that staying lost
Is how I was meant to be.