You Can Cure Me This Pain

There is that passive treasure

That is idling within my flesh

And setting burning pressure

With unfair torturing heartache

If you could once spy in my heart

To be aware of the castle I built

Only for you to ascend the throne

I know you can cure me this pain

With your favorite colors

Painted daintily on walls

And your pictures in paras

You can cure me this pain

You have that capsule

You can use to capture

All that aching worms

To cure out all my pain

With your healing word

And love you can afford

I swear on my head that

You can cure me this pain

With your scent I can smell

Phrase your heart can spell

And song your soul can sing

You can cure me this pain

Whenever you are in area

My heart access your beats

And by sniffing thy atmosphere

My lungs resume their breaths

I don’t know what you gave my eyes

To ever follow your gorgeous frame

And what you whispered in my ears

To always hear you voice like chime

Merry Christmas

Hi! I would first love to thank you for taking your time to read this poem;it is a big pleasure and honor for me. I wrote it intending not only to wish you Merry Christmas but also to let you know that I’m grateful for having your attention right now! It means a lot to me! Thank you!

And here comes this

To wish you

Merry Christmas

I cannot be able to ignore

What you mean in my life

You know that

Sometimes poets lie

With pen and their beautiful mind

Pretend to live in past or present

That they love when they don’t

That they’re crying

When they’re actually laughing

They barely write their own lives

And if they do so,

They keep it for themselves

Buried in their journals

But, read this as if I’m not a poet

Instead,

Read as if I’m a recent-born child

Who knows nothing

Love,

Friendship,

Nothing at all

But crying

From this infant’s innocent words,

I take this time to wish you

A merry Christmas, Happy Holidays

And a prosperous New Year

Understand that

It comes from its truthful heart

Fount Of My Smile

The beautiness of my being

And happiness in my ticking

All fount from your pulsing

Your single knock on my thought

Get me open my tear ducts’ gate

Allowing pool on blinding my sight

The calmness of the night

And brightness of the light

All resemble your soft heart

You buoyed me from ducking

With that ardor of you darling

I could hardly hide my feeling

My soul got immersed in your spirit

And I loved you with my bare heart

At least God will thank me for that

You are my love song I sing every morning

My umbrella to cover me when it’s raining

And my shelter to hide in when life is falling

Forsaken Life

I’m watching you fading

In muddy mist of clouds

With my spirit absconding

 

You’re forsaking me alone

On bottomless dank stairs

Descending in deep despair

 

You crowned me of kingship

In a horror world of sorrow

Immersed in lack of manship

 

You left me in dingy tunnel

Bleeding away sun and moon

And snuffed my candle boon

You graved my fancy future

In an excrescence earthy hell

After flying out of my picture

I’m sleepwalking in your footprints

With that ever-delicious daydream

Of waking with your shadow in frame

I’m sinking in suspended animation

With that sharp-creepy admonition

Of making up my mind on burying you

I’m drowning for the vivid memories

That are haunting around in my mind

Like that awful convincing tall stories

Flashlight

Healthy catchy dusk

Stirs along starry sky

Busker gets on busk

Draw my eyes in spy

Hearty applause follow

Still trees start burning

Bumper of ashes billow

Draw a pencil shining

Heaty blinding light occurs

Steer past burn in blackout

I badger crowd the matter

On drop the performer out

I reckon it won’t last

Soon you get the off

Sudden as flashlight

Fade in air and poof!

I follow your hung dust

Till I stuck in crossroad

With my chimera burst

Onto awakening dread

I ask gentle breeze

Of where it blew you

‘Cause I won’t cease

Ever on finding you