"The oak sleeps in the acorn. the bird waits up in the egg, and the highest vision of soul, a waking angel stirs."

"accustomed of my dreams!!"

Milkshake (Poem from Before Sunrise)

Daydream delusion
Limousine Eyelash
Oh, baby with your pretty face
Drop a tear in my wineglass
Look at those big eyes
See what you mean to me
Sweet cakes and milkshakes
I am a delusion angel
I am a fantasy parade
I want you to know what I think
Don’t want you to guess anymore
You have no idea where I came from
We have no idea where we’re going
Launched in life
Like branches in the river
Flowing downstream
Caught in the current
I’ll carry you. You’ll carry me
That’s how it could be
Don’t you know me?
Don’t you know me by now?

contour of subconscious

i can’t give up on you 

coz that does n’t feel right

within it erupts an emotional fright

leaves me on a desertion

of my rightful delight

i might sound crazy but 

i don’t feel like giving up on you….

“Fourth Peace.”

janelevein:

She died early,

leaving the night young,

taking her rest before

the Cinderella chimes

were even heard.



Still,

she soundly sleeps.

Hushed,

not a word from her lips,

the silence deafening,

I hear nothing but her heart.

“I need to rest,”

she says,

the words hung

like a honeycomb from a tree,

the bees guard it with utmost vigilance,

and I am left longing

in anticipation of the next morning.



She died early,

and there’s nothing I could do

but die, too.

Nymph in an oasis of stars

“Help! Help! Help! Help!”,

calls for assistance,

a lithe sylphlike nymphet.

“NO”,she says,”I am not calling you, my love.”

“Let me fall with cascade of dreams,

screeching with wonder and awe,

into the oasis of stars.

Let me tap this sheen

floating on its surface 

embellished with flickering diamonds in the moonlight.

Let me soak myself

with kaleidoscopic reverberations

fetching rosiness on my cheeks.

Let me beseech this oasis

to damp the bristles of my brush

with the crisp of inspiration. 

Let the bubble of stars curl me,

stroke me, smash me,

swirl me,spark me.

Let my hands go up and brawl,

fight and struggle

with this gnawing depth of seclusion,

battering hard blows on its surface……”

stars splashing all around.

She Sobs, she wants to hear him whisper,

“come on, come on,

turn it little faster,

try little harder.”

But she knew she was in a reverie,

fragmented, broken,

now shattered.

My heart succumbs

His LIKES, involuntarily sparks sensation in me

thudding pulse in my veins,

escalating my excitement exponentially,

 but I like an apprehensive lamb,

sacred, frightened,shivering,

seeking fortified guarded bend,

to evade these emotions,

drops of perspiration dampens,

contracting my heart muscles,

But he like a majestic lion approaches my mind,

seems to be surging orb,

face ashen, pupils widened,

his gilded eyes scorched under his eyelids,

seeing me frightened,

 but i wanted to tell,

his appreciation matters to me,

I too want to rest in his arms,

besotting in his charm,

his arm creating an inescapable snare around my waist,

gripping me like i was a toddler,

his eyes locked into mine,

clutching his fist into my frail fingers,

its woozy,i am being indecisive,

but now he is 

mason of my stoned heart.