Nocturnal Blues


Oh, The Bringer of Bad News!

I'd turned a blind eye to you
or so I thought
I had my back on you, for sure
my ears were shut too
my body wrapped in an invisible cloak
of ignorance
that they said is bliss
my thoughts glued in deep silence
my fears galvanized in masks of strength
and a smile
that should never go amiss

The Bringer of Bad News, still
you managed to get through me
caught a person, paranoid
with all her defenses up
a skeptic, by default
expecting the worst


you caught her flicker of hope
while she was unawares


Now The Entropy of the Neutralized Moon
is feeling betrayed
by her own sticky Turbulence


nothing is making sense 

Binary Piya


To Be 
OR
Not To Be

Out there and overwhelming
you

To Be 
OR
Not To Be

In here and anticipating
you

Just want you to

Feel free 
To Be
Tied to me

Instead you be

Too Tied 
To Feel Free 
with me

Much is the 
Simple Complexity
or 
Such is the
Complex Simplicity

of being loved by
and of loving
you 

My Unsung Laments


i had a 

voluntary

solitary

arbitrary

temporary

pulmonary

lament 

maybe

i wanted to cry 

i got

automatic

systematic

mono-chromatic

un-diplomatic  

gynmastic

feelings

last night

i wanted to fight

like a 

waterproof

shockproof

scratch-proof

shatterproof

matter proof

fool

i heard 

myself

tell

yell

swell

dwell

eventually

cancel

all my 

unsung laments

today

to hear a song in your voice

i wanted to love