the kid..

Alfonso mate, we did discus this last year; remember? She fooled you just to spend the summer till her angel returns from his vacation. Now, please stop telling her to read your mind, start teaching her how to feel your pains.

Gosh mate, you keep on telling me that you are crazy in love with her and you dream of her every night. Believe me, nothing lasts forever; surely i remember; she told you that. Try to remind her of the very first lesson she tough you; on a dark branch of life where time got frozen to find yourself as a father of handsome little boy. By the way Alfonso, did she tell you his name yet?

Alfonso, Alfonso mate, are you okay? just open your eyes mate..please.. hang on!! you look so pale. Gosh, sure mate i will call the ambulance…yes mate, i can hear you…go ahead, i am listing…

….i am dying…i need to hold the the kid.


bittersweet life always;

faithless…no kidneys;

love went wickedly silly;

Grey haired..full chin;

chest! maybe;

sunshine goes blurred;

notoriously undone..will you?

game changes after fifty;

silky death signs looms;

dressed in white cotton;

carried to his tiniest ever dim space; the piano;;

enjoy harmonic tones;

with cowards in black;

angry?.. leaving behind good old bittersweet life;

for ever….

to rotten beneath; alone.

shy away

Alfonso my friend, get out of the encrusted zone, …

..” its not just something you take its given.“.. day, she will make you happy..

…fulfilled passion for love..

…then only, shy away.




Lately, or maybe since he was born, his father accused him of being the complicated son. Is it so? He always wondered. He sees himself as a natural simple young man in his early twenty’s. Yes, till now he did not fall in love, a love that he always craved for. Just a second, what about Sara? She is lovely, pretty, red haired with a wet green eyes ever times they look at each others eyes.

Well, who cares as long as his mother supports him. To her, he is not the complicated son, it was his youngest brother who spend years threatening them that he would leave the house if his wishes were not fulfilled, keeping his mum forlorn all the time.

Talked to his mum about Sara, Son, she can pass by son for a cup of tea. Gosh, look at you baby, he adores her long red hair over the white top, how about playing our favorite smooth Jazz music and relax. Father still calling you complicated, yes dear, what may I say? I respected him when I was young. Now, after fifty-one, I am sorry to say that there were times I felt breathless. After all, as a complicated man, I love you so much Dad.


tear drop

keep your head up; up side down,

numb; still my hearts rests at your finger tips.

swallowed by a coco night

into your lifetime dark sunshine

dreaming of heaven, silky road; a blocked loop.

scream day and night; release me..

again, another shout in vain..

love blown away into summer rains

bellow, towels, full of tears, tears of blood.

Enjoy your fears and every tear drop.



true love

No Comment;

Kindness and Pamper.



Curiously expressing dully flares;

Rickety glares wading brown eyes;

Blaming ex-lovers;

Another mischievous foe;

Longing for ancient non-Serviceable sloppy relationship;

While sneaking to the basements..

Frozen, facing misty corners;

Soul plunged into clutter;

Apprehend my soul, my body;

Theme; Corrupted hostages;

Ravaged since birth;

As enamored with green-eyed lover;

her youth glares;

deep love Shimmers; paradoxically;

overwhelming enjoyable fury.


Irritated Love..

irritated love

Long live my grainy emotions;

Generated by your ramifications;

Creeping towards Irritated love;

Grouching stranded strangers;

Over unpleasant temptations.


You are welcomed no more.


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.


what a journey!

Alfonzo asked an old friend who traveled the world about his experience; the friend answered:

Dear Alfonzo:

It started with a shallow birth,


shallow soup plate, childhood,

shallow mornings, nights.

shallow education,

shallow friendships, relationships,

shallow love.

shallow marriage.

shallow breeding,

shallow dreams,

shallow past, present and future,

shallow career,

shallow richness,

shallow entertainment,

shallow happiness,

shallow seasons,

shallow lifetime, then soon

I ended up dying at my shallow-less tribe.