Saturday, June 26, 2010


Just the other day
inspiration left me
and went for a walk
down a dark alley

There she met
two monsters
one called misery
and the other called death

“Wait!”, said inspiration
don't go yet
I have come here
only to meet you
so i can validate myself

i have nothing to say to you
misery said
Then why dont you come with me
cried death

I am going nowhere
with you
for i want to emerge
Not move into oblivion
so everyone can search

I want to live up
to my name
dear sir
Not surrender to you
and leave behind
an empty world
for you to plunder through

I will turn around now
you catch me if you can
i dont recommend a chase
You will see me
i will race

I want to go back
to where I belong
into the hearts of men
and women
who's work
will live on


I am once again inspired
And i hope to god it's true
that anything
i write from now on
is bound to be true
and with this little
of personal hope
i will leave
this peppered page
and take my pencil over
into yet another
clean white space

Now tell me, my friend and fellow-seeker,
pray tell me, do
have you ever been
in these same two shoes?
has inspiration ever
left you?

Friday, June 25, 2010

Open the door
i am waiting
because i know that
you can hear me
or surely you can see
standing by your window
how many times
must I knock before
you move your chair back
and get yourself to the door
to bring down the barricade that shuts
everyone out of your soul
can't you see its late
at night
your cat is curled up
and the scent of the nightqueen fills the air
a snake is hissing
and yet you see no reason
why you ought to open the door
and let me in
your secret world will
stop breathing
in the presence
of me
standing outside
knocking silently
on your door

You never step into the same river twice

No guarantees in life
my friend,
nothing stays
quite the same
you never step
into the same river twice, it is said
the writing on the wall
reflects it too
the grafitti expresses
someone's angst
the drawing
grotesquely represents
the truth
and what might that be
do you understand?
or are you in the same
boat as i am?
Ignorance is not bliss
but a painful
a different ride
a turning tide
no, don't run away!
for you never step into the same river