Cheers to my friends!

Cheers to my friends!

All my friends with me 
sat to chat, and before 
the first drink, they said, cheers; 
I was the odd man to be 
said nothing but to pour 
the liquid in, with my dears.! 

Taken aback, they said nothing 
Me only drinking  
They were to see... 
Then all of a sudden, when i was tipsy 
Cheers ran down and 
The word maladroit 
had to just pop out! 

Stunned again, for a moment 
Then they came off their seats 
Hugged me I will never forget 
no judgement, listened to my heart beats 
And then those warm wet friends  
Shouted cheers, in the middle without ends... 

I broke the rules and said to them 
I was sorry, but this became 
the norm with us by then! 

true and false

true and false

My body is light in water and heavy on the ground, 
Either are true or none is the wonder waving around. 
When I sail on a boat the clouds look so far untrue to me, 
When I fly in the sky the boat I can’t even see. 
  
Number thirteen is bad somewhere it is four, 
We are all the same in the end as we have been before. 
What is true is also false a real mystery, 
Values, beliefs are there to be in frozen history. 

eyeing

eyeing

There is a pond, in a garden I never found 
The garden was big; it made the pond so small 
The eyes searched for the water, in and around 
When drops came off I drowned, my eyes found it all. 

moving fever

moving fever

I have high fever 
Which no thermometer can measure, 
You are lying at ease breathing next to me, 
Comfortable, unmoved in position you were on, 
The soft hair curtains your visage I can’t fully see, 
Your eyes closed popping up like corns; 
The same hair has covered your juicy lips, 
Yet some pink is oozing out of poor eclipse. 
Eyes hop or know to move, my nob’s turning around, 
The radio now shouldn’t touch for any moaning sound. 
To and fro high and low through your body beside, 
Fever inside is moving me with the heat outside. 

rust

rust

there is rust everywhere 
from the pen to the peg 
there is no trust 
we left what we felt as life which is in file 
we spit on the spot plenty of tips for those without tops 
what is historic is hysteric in fact 
there’s none to lead without a deal a tact 
the dean of the globe to need a probe 
we sent to the nest a message to torment the mentor 
there the trust whisks away in twisted words 
that turn it sediments the dust 
to rust the pen hanging in the nagging peg 

kneading the dough

kneading the dough

We are kneading the dough, 
Not with anger but with love, 
With water of mercy though, 
For feeding us; over and above. 


We press it through thick and thin, 
With a song of peace that adds to the taste, 
Strength so soft it needs within, 
Gently we finger; not any haste. 


Look at the dough so nicely done, 
Come let’s cook it or bake it for fun, 
Hatred and hunger we do delete, 
All are happy; all replete.

obituary

Values Death x years
kind smiling wealth n amount 
survived by disease 

security

numbers and passwords 
pins swipe cards firewalls 
still rays do not rust 

hideout

Chicken terse steams.. 
Animals talking waiting they 
Stare apiece organs

haiku

clouds hanging above
figures shapes yes
light dark sound no fight

read the name as clouds