your eyes

your eyes,
piercing and penetrating,
liquid like a fish in summer
hides an ocean,
teach me how to swim in it

stone age man...

Stone-Age Man,
food-gatherer,
pro-creator !
why did u say that u love me?
why did u make my heart bloom?
why did u call me sweetheart?
why did u imprint your memory,
so deeply inside my brain???
why did u feed me with your hands?
why did u tell me stories?
why did u walk with me in the jungle?
why oh why???
why did u make me feel like a blessed human being?
only to toss me aside..
to make way for a new conquest?

pain

i lay down on my bed..
waiting for the pain to subside..
it doesnt..
i wait some more..
im good at waiting....