Saturday, October 24, 2009

Seasons Creak



I heard the seasons creak / when lifes lessons sat you down / you ran to strangers / your excited controlled suicide caught in your sigh / bleeding darkly running softly / salty puddles on the floor / trying not to wake muffled crusaders performing drifting soliliquies / worlds apart gliding in unison / lifes light burns brightly here / waveing only to observe hypocracies / I heard this months sad songs / where salesmen go for inspiration / your breath stayed wet on my neck / searching for prizes amongst the damaged samples / I listened to todays love songs / stayed long enough to avoid a fight / you have to hold on tightly to loose women / hey where does this puzzle go to anyway / to the wet kisses on your thigh / see love treading water / it may drown but never dies / life burns brightly here. Azab

EMPTY ROOMS



Where do you go when every room is empty / and every space seems full / the far side where there are no living / why is there so much chatter here / where everyone is undressed / complications slide into obscurity / grab your crotch and make you scream / inbetween desperation and pleasure / take it down and show yourself / in a satirists pen moulding the papers journey / c’mon lets gain some momentum here / and do not fear that fear has lost it’s sting . Azab

Thursday, October 22, 2009

HEAVEN AND HELL



heaven and hell root around in the damdest places / antagonistic lovers / entangled within each other / spinning irresistible yarns /implied revelations wander colourfuly in their indescresions / waking into memories stray kisses / stealing times heady promises / are they looking for lifes accolades and acceptance ? / or hiding in humiliations absorbing gait. Azab

ALONE


remembering is the hardest part / sometimes I run / swearing I’ll never look back / the heart opens up when the blinders come off / if you ever feel the boundries / we better hold together / sing a bit louder / we better hold each other tighter / one is not enough /cry /try /stand up / when you ask to much I give you more than you need / less than I got / alone we got history /alone is the young boy waiting for his mother that will never return / alone is the old man remembering friends long passed away / alone is the joy of one at peace with themselves Azab

PRISON TATOOS



I met S… last night / emptied the sand from her shoes / prison tattoos on her thighs / lost in her folds / closely facing , effacing myself / her shadow rested on my face / I can only hear her sigh but I can feel her moan / as a somnambulist I slip into her dreams / do women still love to be loved ? Azab

FEARLESS



How much pain do we endure before we become fearless / Fearless in our hopes / Fearless in our dreams / Fearless of the future / Proud of our history /Unburdened by our needs. Azab

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

PATIENCE



I used up all my patience / discarded on the long solitary walk / long cold driveways do not lead me to a warm hearth / I do not touch the railway tracks that run through the hard side of town / they do run through my heart though / I can afford to dress poorly there / basking in the freedom of anonymity / darling ,the piper never pays his debts / or apologises for his indiscretions / but continues ,enduring / feasting on haggard souls / can I warm your orphaned soul / I will use my time for you before I continue on. Azab

RADIANCE



I KISS HER AS SHE RUNS FROM ONE LOVER TO ANOTHER /SHE CAN DO NO WRONG / IN THIS STATE SHE IS IMMACULATE / SHE SETS HER PASSION FREE /SHARES HER SPIRIT / LETTING HER LOVERS SHINE IN HER RADIANCE . Azab

THE EXECUTIONERS WALL



The executioners wall / waiting for old friends that will never arrive / digging deeper trying to fill in the hole /finding old ghosts relaxing on crumbling pedestals / souless rounders who once thought that they were cool / slink around drinking warm beer and aqua velva out of broken glasses / lazy demons that no longer have fear in their power / wet curs chasing their tails in the rain / I have sanctions that weigh 10 tons that can crush them like ashes under stone / I am not nieve / choosing to face their horrors like a man crying inside / not accepting at any cost their bribery / but you can lie to me / hide behind the excuses of your burdens / I will love you just the same / I will wait for you / by the executioners wall / waiting for old friends that never will arrive / I will continue digging. Azab