mourning dove

i am aggrieved for the loss
of the hope i did have
i believed in the joy
of a love that would last
but again i am a fool
someone who has faith
a pitiful loser
whose God is a joke
i sit here depressed
thinking of all my failures
the dreams i did have
for the future of my relationship
there was once a friend
who wished i would win
the heart of another
so that he may be triumphant
but the truth is i'm a pity
for my loved ones that remain
they all hide their faces
from my demands to be saved
you're a prick!
you're an idiot!
who on earth would want you?
these are the words
of those that accuse
me of being to blame for my loss
'the young fool believes his psychiatrist
has a sacred heart!'

2 faced coin

i have made many friends
and throughout my life
i have stood back
from the situations
that beggar belief
frustration, castration
perverse acts of abuse
i have even found in me
the sense to accuse
a touch of flesh
or a comforting hand
embrace me in kind
but felt hounded down
but then,
i have to stop you there
how dare you assault me!
maybe you take kindly
to fingering
your arsehole
so get the fuck
off my case
i have told you before
i owe you nothing
not even a coin.

true to me

the love i have made
for the one i am fond of
that beautiful woman
who's heart i dream of
she's disappeared
gone away
i cannot find
her heartbeat today
have i been forgotten
or is it time to change
the ways of my fantasies
so she may
join me again
i don't know
but i am sure to be asking
if there was ever a chance
of us two
eloping
there's so many fears
i have already had
for the love of me -
- i beseech you
won't you be true to me?

ignored

there's little joy
in my life
right now, in this world
i have faithfully
stayed committed
to the truth of my heart

i'm not contrite
or praying selfishly
for some taste
of euphoria
i just wish to be happy

should my heart
be deceptive
and my mind diseased
cannot i be
totally at peace
with this world
as it is

should my anger cause me
to shout out loud
or the horror of politics
bring me down
then what may i ask for
when talking of love?

am i deluded and stupid?
or just being ignored?

my peace of mind

hope is just a crystal
of sweetness, lost
to the reality of the world
where everything costs
nothing is mine
to have or to hold
all of my enemies
have a claim
to my Soul
i've never had
something of my own
i must share my heart
with those who hope
that there will come a day
when i lose my faith
in someone wanting me
and i'll have no money left
why do so many people
think of me as a fool?
is there no value
in the hearts' wishes to be removed
from a place of conflict
to a position of strength
where i know
i am needed by someone
and my joy is blessed.

failed romance #3

i was just reaching out
for some touch of grace
a chance to redeem myself
and change my fate
there's so much happening
in a world of which
i have no knowledge
people accuse and cheat
me, of every mortal
beat of my chest
i writhe in agony
because of my breathlessness
my lips carry words
i cannot heed
there is so much anger
inside of me
can i tell whom i dream of?
am i a fool for asking?
why on earth do females
mock my infatuation?
i thought we were
a couple of sorts
but again it would seem
i am just deluding myself

- for even daring to pass a glance...

vampyre love

just a gentle fall
from the roof of the mouth
my greatest happiness
is to be in flight
my intuitive radar
could sense you're doubting
if i was a real man
or a handsome stranger
i fly by night
you may hear my shrieks
throught the silent,
still air
you hide your eyes from me
and i return to the safety
and dark of my cave
remaining confident
in the knowledge
that something so strange
as your heart to beat,
in the heat of the sun
i must rest soundly
from my own ceiling
can you spare me a pulse?
in the heat of our passion
our sexual energy is writhe
and a lustful blood attraction.