the last thing..

Let me lay before your doorstep,
upon the snowy bed.
Let the sugary snow be tinted,
with my crimson red.
I know you're in there knowing..
watching my life ebb away.
Still you do not come out..
and yet you let me stay.
I lay here for a reason,
the last thing i do for you.
All others maybe argued..
but this shall always hold true.
As i watch the snow redden,
with the last drop of my blood
My deadening senses gets a jolt,
by a loud and sudden thud.
I see her at last,a vision of beauty,
appear at the door.
A single tear rolls out,knowing
I'll see her no more..


I lay down for you,my dear,
a red carpet in your path
The final thing I do for you..
despite all your lies.
She walked out in her devil's heels
no feeling in her eyes
And the vision stayed frozen upon my face
as she walked away..unscathed..

Insomnia

Darkened room,just the dull yellow light
peeking through the window
The silence broken an mended
by a faint sound.
Soft and unnoticed at first
but grows slowly to a deafening roar.
The ticking clock,sitting and keeping count.
Time moves relentlessly as eyes just stare
The moment frozen in the light and shadow
of the concrete sky.
Prepared to sleep,all ready,but the sandman
again late.
Counting stars n sheep nothing to do but wait.
The sheep all jump their last,the stars too
blink away
And random thoughts and images
race forward instead
Bright and vivid at first,turn darker n darker
shades of grey
Finally the last images dwindle,grey grows black
ears silenced sweet...
Slipping slowly into the numbing deep.
Suddenly a shriek,a startle and shatter..
Bruised and broken it lays face down
on the floor
Two hands covering its face,the third
still ticking slow
Time up!dark sand has passed through to
bright day
The dazzling sun still cannot light the darkness
beneath my eye
the sun chases,across the sky,all through the day
Yet through the rush and bustle,the ticker still ticks away...

Dream...inspired from a real dream...

I worry,i pace the floor tirelessly.
Not a word,not a whisper of how he is...
I try and try again to reach out to him
But fail;And dark images crowd my thoughts.

I asked him not to go,to a house
With blood stains on the door;'Paint!'
Said he,while he smiled charmingly
And as beads of sweat broke upon my brow.

The shadows around the street, shifted
Restlessly,and haunting winds sung
Warnings in my ear;Yet i left him,against
The protests of my heart...yet i left him there!

Now the moonless night deepens,
The dark night,the dark thought
Locked in grim duet;As I stand upon the door
Suddenly,i see,a glint of a distant silhouette.

My pulse quickens in hope and fear
I feel an anguished breath,so cold so near.

I shiver into the light,gone is the
Moonless night;the morning bright
And happy in my room.
Yet my heart races,something here it misses...
Did i desert him in the kingdom of doom?