A Pleasant Distraction

Whenhammer he is drunk, be aware; He will not amble out. Anger waves will blow up his very heart. He will first finish up with his reading table; A wooden low table longing for a flame. Then he will drive his Cadillac through the department store’s front window, gets a two pounds’ steel hammer,  he needs it to escape.

Entirely unconscious; ran across the road, kick her main door. The bathroom door will not hold him from getting her. He has a hammer, remember? Will she escape or will she face a gloomy destiny?

She cries, her voice calmed him down at bit. Kind a woke up from alcohol.  Yes, he hears you; speak out; Love, just like you, I loved your distraction. Time to hold you in my arms. Please move closer; feel my heart.

He cries: I am sorry baby.

as lights dim..

Nights Shimmer as he plays the blues

Bottom deck grief saxophone; felt like

a heart stroke; his immune system crumbles.

She smiles with face like a sunflower facing sunshine

Rays of light penetrates her pink slim lips

Curtains parted as lights dim

barefooted dancing solo;

Fulfilling arrogance; yet,

Exclusively,  in his arms.

Crystallizing nicked truths, illusions

Foliage sings farewell song

Alone in the water-less forest; kind of.

Gutter of life expands;

Stage of life, the way it is,

So far, rotten alcoves.

 

Elusive Charms.

Again, he is fascinated with her Elusive Charms.

Ex-lover is back after long

Holding rickety enthusiasm

Vowing for his woman’s tenderness

As he approaches,

Her breathes goes Chaotic

Stiffly, She can feel his finger tips

Her curves shiver,

Her Head spins

Revealing sweetened memories

Her Eyes blurred;

Should I allow him, again.? She wonders.

No, not this time..

Plunged in chaotic relationship;

Ravages her youth.

Grounded attitude perched.

A unique raw elegant attitude;

Casual; still adorable;

Welcome back dear; Come on in.

Dear Partner..

Dear Partner:

It has been years since we first met

Crazy times passed

Time is a miracle
by which, your arrogance fades
Excitement has gone dry
Eyes sparkles no more
Boring entertainment
Tears spoils the evenings
Hearts cry with doubts
Wishing the way home gets longer

Then get lost in a highway,

To another city, where he can be alone..

All alone…

Loneliness might heal his bleeding lungs

Mornings might shine again..

On Curves coated with volcanic ash

An elegant wonder: What a partnership!

Call Him..

Misty pregnancy aroused

Frozen, not a fabulous morning

On a funeral day

Caught in memories, dreadful ones

Crowd turns prudent

Wrapped in black

Dear, you are in white

Going into the box; a coffin

 Misery illuminates

Tomorrow at sunrise; Frightened

Alone below ground level; a grave

Call him;

At the last move of a cracked symphony,

If she is still asleep, he might drop by for a while.

The Blue Lake.

Hand in hand with his darling,

accompanied by years of scandalous excitement.

Headed south west to the mysterious blue lake.
At dawn, lake’s wicked preserver welcomes them;
My heroes, for centuries, notorious reputation nurtured lake’s bed,
Winter nights troubled with cozy substandard celebrations.
Overwhelming fuss, went to sleep over cottage wreckage;

Brutal dreams, hectic love, sick candle lights;

Endlessly hunting late sympathy.