Recollecting Fortress

————————————-xxx—————————————

I'll just wait for a while 

While you drown in a sōliloquium of denial

Tucked away inside my fortress of memories 

Walls of a vault crowded with vivid imagery 

Soft, driven, harsh and mad, like some new language

I see a life, and it’s people, profoundly called bondage

Far away from materialistics

Like a deer

Prone to wound

For jests can be feigned for the living

A tiger, a bush, cloaking

You stay in my fortress, bolted

Victimise myself as I see it all manifested

Maybe I’ll just linger here for a while

Not to touch but to take, maybe it isn’t mine

————————————-xxx—————————————

Uncertain times

————————————-xxx—————————————

Tragedy strikes in the land of the terrified 

Someone knocked, in a weather too fair 

Unknown guest, a resident, soul stood petrified

 The walls have seen two souls and an heir

Furious, walking around a house rarely visited before

And days go by, stranded in rooms, impossible is the porch

Thoughts gather in time, maybe out of season

This time, unresolved pasts linger with conditioned reasons 

Breaths feel like sardonic whispers  in the halted air

Deaths are rising with panic infused boredom within confined layers 

Idealistic thoughts can only so much help you foresee 

Cloud'd, unc'rtain thoughts questioneth me, to be or not to be 

————————————-xxx—————————————

Fearing freedom

 ————————————-xxx—————————————
Every day I live, I fear death

Living the life of purpose with no freedom

I try to join the army among them

It’s a life to live they told me the saviours taught 

Have the heart of a giant after you’ve fought 

I live, I die, and death not ends it

Here I live every day, I dear death

 ————————————-xxx—————————————

29 June, 2018

-----------------------------------------------------------xxx--------------------------------------------------------

Another summer passes away strangely 

A season of warmth, of presence, a feeling unlonely

Many a dream passes by, of clothes, of commitments in love

A sky with scattered clouds or none will stay no more

A sky covered, with dying hopes, all in dust

Imagined an affair with love, before

Coldness comes once before warm again, the winter

For summer shall reincarnate hopes, just after the lonely and cold splinter

A place to fall softly, or so it seems 

A place with more love shows and scenes 

The summer died this year, with a faint frown 

A change of season taking place, thus, presently, summer drowned

--------------------------------------------------------xxx-----------------------------------------------------------

Coffee in a Whiskey Glass

-------------------------------------------------------xxx---------------------------------------------------------

As I sit here with coffee in a whiskey glass

Hoping for the time spent apart to roll and pass 

Hoping for my wait, the walk through a forest with smoking grass

Patriarchy, the man, running wild, for a prey, not in the distant mile 

Seek for a you, a version of you, maybe you

Their drools swamp the ground as I wait and search, yet not found 

This day you told me, you’d return 

Now it feels like a maybe, with that sun turn 

I sit awake at night, waiting for you to knock on the door 

I could find an island in your arms, poetry in your eyes and I sit here in pain hoping not for a lullaby 

It’s hard to numb the weight of my eyes, same feeling when I’m mesmerised 

Race to the door, please, as fast, as I sit here sipping my coffee in a whiskey glass

-------------------------------------------------------xxx---------------------------------------------------------