Thursday, April 21, 2016


Face the chink now echoes glass.
Blur seems while truth shows.
Gaze cannot eye tho unveils mask.
Stir memories gross.

Wednesday, April 13, 2016


Sparkling eyes pop me awake.
Laughters echo in my mind.
Every breath her name intakes
longs for the clock to rewind.
Soul seeks those lips fiery.
Her breath engulfs, surreal.
The touch now imagery-
limbs quiver for the real.
Steal me away you old thug.
Enwrap me in your love-hug.