Sinful Saints

Five months apart

by virtue of obligation

Cupid shot a manic dart

love long distance palpitation

in anticipation I remain confined

it has gotten mad here in my mind.

Heard it through the grapevine

my honey got down on one knee

inside I'm salty as the brine

news that left me an amputee.

Nuptial vows at the altar my soul flay

we missed our chance to break chastity

purity I vow to put on display

our love of your principles a casualty.

I'd serve my heart for you on a silver platter

knew it full well but didn't matter

fear not I won't cause a commotion

keeping hush the forbidden emotion.

Remember we are masters of disguise

forever holding my peace lest joy I jeopardise

craven my partner for cutting our cord

falsehood is sin all the same before the Lord.

Tired and sore facing the fountain of life

teetering on razor-edged knife

holding in hand my tarnished grail

contemplating what if I'd thrown it away

found corrupt so I let myself derail

have had my fill of watching pendula sway

communion won't magically pay my bail

hence I languidly break out of living jail.

Refusal to drink another dose

doctors have failed this case to diagnose

elect to end myself by bowse

toss an almost two decades spirit lowse.

At odds with God within my head

failing to stand Him in good stead

unwilling to comprehend the meaning of all

keep on keeping on my prideful free fall.

Submerged in preference labels and rebel abyss

what's left of me is a political correctly fleece

indicator of my life as hit-and-miss

distanced myself from natural laws and bliss

nihilistic despair sets in and blows me a kiss.

For I let myself foolishly slip

allowed the fever in to creep

while my toddler eyes trusted censorship

feasted on the smoke and mirrors gig

intoxicating heresy sentenced me to trip

along with my contemporaries in too deep.

Cosmic monk by choice

without a beseeching voice

a ghost trapped in a sinful shell

prepped by the elite scytel gateaux

adorned by gem intentions too faux

definitely to suffer well in hell.

Daily confrontations with flesh

meat clashes with Holy Crèche

steeped utterly in denial

in search for the miraculous vial

on self-imposed detention

fighting off divine cathartic confession.

Feeding the flames of desire's conflagration

seeking after the delectable caress of aberration

vicious circle jerk of back and forth

imprisoned by ouroboros thenceforth.

Sinful hypocrite yet saintly virgin

in immaculate waters cloistral sturgeon

sexual lust is a fast swimmer

for me is guilt it lets me simmer.

Useless my open wounds won't heal

sinking in the bathtub deliverance I feel

hallucination or reality I see your face

reach for my hand and take me to that place.

Help me undress my phony

once more press your lips against mine

don't leave me in acrimony

and promise me in the end we both be fine

our souls will make it to where the angels dine.

Phony Matrimony

Coming of age

parents feel strange

once a dear yearling

now mustang at a gallop

new shiny horseshoes clop

whirlwind rushing and swirling.

Juvenile resolutions

still wet behind the ears

parents offer solutions

originating from wisdom of years.

Maiden ambitious and young 

with little life experience

a song in progress and unsung 

impatient to test my resilience.

Never forget your little girl

banner breath of time caused to unfurl

I am still the same person

class is not dismissed

life is an endless lesson

always counting on familial assist.

Learnt from the best

so put your minds at rest

high time I started learning from my mistakes

raised not to wait on sweepstakes.

Wrap me up in cotton wool forever

never will I become stronger and clever

kind request to support me in my endeavour

hope it is not too much of a favour.

Daddy's precious princess

mommy's beloved jewel

no intention to incense

my conscious choice not cruel.

In a serendipitous encounter

my heart started beating louder

mesmerising look got me in binds

surprising meeting of the minds.

Both of you will object

to me pursuing my dream

you see yours getting wrecked

the victims to my whim

higher education and career

piloting my boat with lecture lest I veer.

Hate to put you in a quandary

parental expectation is a boundary

me on hold a lighthouse on promontory

for the sailor sweetheart to finish my story.

Call him whatever you want

he is a gentleman of the best intentions

your disapproval will fail to daunt

allow him to leave the best of impressions.

He is my rock of gold

with whom I want to grow old

we were secretly engaged

shocking news leaves parents enraged 

starting a new loving family

daughter talking sensibly not balmily.

I envisioned the perfect marriage

a father walking his daughter down the aisle

without profligacy, white horse and carriage

escorting the centre of his world with a smile.

A proud mother dressed to impress

helped me find my dreamy wedding dress

an ardent supporter and mentor

directing the choir as tuneful precentor.

There at the altar

briefly the groom seems to falter

unsure of the wedding vows 

while we companionship espouse.

In sickness and in health

your happiness my wealth

when life coughs up a billow

me the angel on your pillow

who clears away the black clouds

and tears up sadness' shrouds.

Desperately I want to believe

in our happily ever after

I wear my heart on my sleave

only prince charming is not my firm rafter.

Blackout

Landfill of avant-garde

Renaissance walls marred

by progressive graffiti

classical culture cried from pity.

Law of physics dictates

technology conflates

polar opposites avowedly attract

hard to preserve thoughts intact.

Physical phenomena attack

mediated by magnetic fields

negating protective shields

neural cables turn slack.

First contact with a device

branded the cattle with a mark

machinery the brains entice

pet gadgets of the heart.

Industrialised lifestyle unbreakable

flashing screens unshakeable

flip the switch to off

go dark in a layoff

seconds later afraid in the dark

fumbling for voltage

the charger of groove

procrastination trends our daily dosage

internal frown ostensibly they remove.

Over with the scrap metal of dishonesty

the inexcusable vagaries of electricity

refusal to grant magnetism amnesty

afraid to conform to its shape of ellipticity.

Powerful the energy currents

turning ferrous hearts to servants

toys in static's clutches

static it shocks whatever touches.

Felt same shooting pain before

avoid the stinging repercussion

cannot afford the after effects anymore

emotionally will not bear another concussion.

Latest contraptions appear

announcements make it crystal-clear

we are powerless to turn away from you

while around you we turn see-through

our mental malfunctions are fixed

there is an uncanny chemistry betwixt.

Automation we permit you to close our circuit

fallen for the newest gear like biscuit

turns our motors on to whir

overused fan blades have thinned sheer

hence back to the magnetite status

against technology no counter-apparatus.

Drawn closer to innovation per second

its pulsation tries to beckon

spontaneously me changed into electron

I briefly echo with its nucleus

chain reaction possibly insalubrious

permanently morphing me to lodestone

resulting in a meltdown, unstable and alone.

I am begging you updates

on hands and knees

do not forsake the furless primates

do not let our insides freeze

do not block us from wireless connection

we have grown dependent on nanite infection

we have striven for this configuration

fought our way through orbital approximation.

Some tech savant cracks the programme

decrypts the data and sees the sham

algorithm formulas in reverse

historical wavelength polarised and transverse

ray tracing behaviourist of propagation

logic and the soul in a state of prostration.

Daedalus the ancient Greek craftsman innovator
Minotaur's prison, the Labyrinth's creator
kept the irreverent splice under wraps
Moloch in reprisal Icarus infected melting his flaps
with synthetic arrogance of transgression
signifying the start of axial precession.

A blackout is all it takes
civilisation shakes and crumbles
agony races with cut brakes
urbanisation in shambles
a pompous populace
robbed of virtual solace
judgement's lapse
imminent collapse.

Hookapps

Dating applications aplenty

standing against salacity's onslaught no sentry

dating candidates offered a cornucopia of flesh

abundance of choices with whom to mesh.

Quantity into less likelihood translated

hard to make a viable decision and be mated

just like children in a candy store

can't make up their minds which treat to choose

endless profiles and prospects confuse

eyes are hungry for new and more.

Depersonalisation of the individual

clicks and swipes increase disposability

hunt for the perfect specimen habitual

loss of patience as an innate ability.

Simultaneous courtships

infidelity like an eel slips

users things to cross off the bucket list

fresh temptations hard to resist.

Dating accounts made of clay

shapeshifters deceive come what may

sculpt fabrications out of thin air

photoshopped tricks performed with flair.

Chasing shadows and illusions

developing inferiority complex delusions

permanent dissatisfaction

waiting on a positive reaction

from the embodiment of beauty

internalisation of social perfection steals the booty.

Gambling game of matchmaking

with each swipe emotional arousal

extinct goes traditional love spousal

double down on chances you're staking

at worst, you break the slot machine

ending up as broad bean

flighty person with obsession played out

point me to the fisherman and to the trout.

Trivial are the fling's questions

saturated with kinky suggestions

hook ups as peacocks dressed

lustful monomaniacs become impressed

players in search for their next plaything

filthily sexting some luck their way to bring:

''What is the sound of your breath?''

''If I inhale it will it get me high like meth?''

''Viscosity and taste of your spittle?''

''Are you stimulated even by a little?''

''How about the flexibility of your tongue?''

''Is it slyly playful, short or long?''

''Will it intertwine with mine?''

''Will they sensually combine?''

''Is your stamina mediocre or impressive?''

''Do you like it sensual or aggressive?''

''What's the feel and smell of your skin?''

''Do they match the ones I'm in?''

''Are they remotely akin?''

''What's the feeling of your sexy hair?''

''Do you consider yourself an otter, cub or bear?''

''What's the texture of your trimmed stubble?''

''Hunk will it burst by tender bubble?''

''Cutie are your melons ripe?''

''Which is your lady body type?''

''Talk about the burning of your body heat?''

''Is it mild or complete?'' 

''How strong is the static of your friction?'' 

''Does it feel like blessing or affliction?''

''Wanna go out for a drink?''

''Maybe confess to me your kink?''

''Are you lady bendy, ready for any position?''

''Are you wild girl down for any proposition?''

''Care stud to describe me your muscle tension?'' 

''Are you STDs negative and free of infection?''

''Is your Edens garden extra heavenly perfection?''

''How about the look of your dilated pupils in control?''

''Do they leave your prey transfixed to be swallowed whole?''

Turn for the hopelessly romantic loser's question 

a titbit compared to the above nasty banquet 

holding my heart out to someone as a bouquet 

inquiry serving as autosuggestion: 

''During this lifetime, will our souls resonate 

so we can cross paths when we reincarnate?''

Deadlock

At a standstill

frozen in separation's chill

devoid of will to be

heart's fallen leaves

dying stallion of heaves

totally bereft of thee

I woefully weep

praying for eternal sleep.

No strings attached

to establish a connection

victim of beauty unmatched

I am addicted to you

in need for intervention

impossible to pull through

no point in grasping at straws

wish I could change the attraction laws.

Finally I slumber

exhausted by despair

no more a living number

oxymoron dreams pay me a visit

spectral visions congesting the air

apparitions quickly inspissate

swept off my spirit amidst a rite

trajectory of a meteorite

a blazing shooting star

entering a new dimension

the aftermath a crash site bizarre

crow messenger in wire suspension.

With a bird's eye view from the distance

the knowledge of your existence

builds up in me resistance

to make it through another day

preventing me from flying astray

thought of you living in the world gives it grace

the planet becomes a better place.

I become the garments enveloping your body

birthmarks, tattoos and scars on your skin

the very shoes you walk in

carrying to cast out your every burden

put sin under lock and key

make it mine and set you free

redemptive act like a sip of toddy.

Into your murky ocean eyes I dive

to the farthest depth

where images of restlessness thrive

observe with a lacking breadth

in the darkest parts of your mind

I embrace your fears, regrets and evil side

lift your spirit up in order to purify

make it ascend whereas I petrify.

Thereby I remove your angsty furrow

kiss the mouth of your feeling cruel kind

while we part, goodnight

float inside the abyss dormant

a sunken former pastime decorement

falling asleep and preparing for tomorrow

only to wake up from dreams within dreams

logic comes apart at the seams

then recall and wail in my real sorrow.

Dreaming of my sorry life in mise en abyme

will my heart ever find its lost gleam

will the black clouds part

reveal a bright sky of pure art

and shine down on me your sunshine beam

me beside you living together as a team?

Phoenix

Once upon a time

there was a little boy 

he lived in moderate joy

uncovered bits of paradigm

state of living was a mystery

was reluctant to make history

barrage of why's and how's on his lips

yet his sun nothing could eclipse.

Totally attuned to goodwill

tiniest things never failed to fulfill

typical of him to be discreet

fastened his seat-belt for the ride

watched life go by from the backseat

time to a destination he would bide.

One day darkness came knocking 

classmates yelled out he was strange

words like bullets, he in rifle range

the prince couldn't become a king.

Was told his existence was a shame

asked his parents if he was alright

responded he was perfect and held him tight

squeezed out of him all of the blame

temporarily rescued a smile

helped him ride out the storm

so he became accustomed to his form

with positivity he repressed notions vile.

Bullies were jealous because

good deeds bring certain applause

good character is crucial

good qualities markers fiducial

and during every mayhem

shouted if he was weird to them

to him then so were they

putting an end to each fray.

Later on he thought others stared

anxiety filled him and felt impaired

he was beaten into a creature who repels

him being shorter than everyone else

for he wasn't aware puberty would hit back

he grew tall and finally they came face to face

suddenly more beautiful to seek payback

sunshine returned to light up his days.

Even so thorns in his side used to say

a sideswipe to present themselves ideal

to smear on his picture perfect hues of grey

and when anger took the wheel 

others or himself he wished to kill.

Cursed at the powers behind the scheme

forgot he was bestowed with a gift upon him

ability to see the beauty beneath the skin

despite negativity to be content from within 

since we only get judged by things we do

with that in mind he promised to remain true

never again a breakdown only breakthrough.

Conclusion that he finally has come to

virtues are cultivated by a few

story gets old yet always starts anew

everybody badmouth somebody

ignoring how it affects one's mind and body.

Indeed violence won't be forgotten

when the victim is lying downtrodden

every ounce of goodness squashed by hatred

by vilification's venom self-esteem jaded.

Never had he thought many difficult years after

today he would look back in laughter

nevertheless still malice stings like a bee

but now that he is wiser to a lesser degree.

For with absolute certainty

envy is energy feeding the dark circuitry

enemies tried to hurt his feelings

in order to spiral down an endless helix

believing he wouldn't bounce back strong

burn him down though he proved them wrong

from his ashes forever he rises like a phoenix.

Wondrous Woman

Female beauty is astounding and breathtaking

also mind-blowing and inevitably captivating

womanly existence raises the worldly aesthetic

female mind and demeanour concepts poetic.

You a woman of charisma, empathy, talent and kindness

whose lively warm eyes scare away the sadness

woman of qualities to marvel at for an eternity

make ask oneself how can exist such quaternity.

I am imagining life beside you as a blessing

all becomes easy without stressing

being around a human so beautiful and gifted

one look at your colourful aura gets me lifted.

Your smile bestows wings on the heart

wings to fly with to the moon and back

gold and diamonds lose their value and shine

look dull in front of a person so bright and fine.

Hope you don't mind my poetic prose

or think of it as invasive and morose

I stumbled upon you and suddenly I felt inspired

your electrifying existence got me wired

a stately and adorable presence overall

a physiognomy which has me in thrall.

So I dedicate this rhyme to you

for igniting my inspiration

to express my feelings brazenly yet true

you being my Muse to artful creation.

When you read this I picture you to smile

might also be taken aback or cringe

one certain thing I don't aim to rile

with your approval I can cater to a rhyming binge.

Because such an awesome feminine wonder

a woman with indomitable exotic will

a will that shapes effortlessly steel

bends it at her whim like the strongest codder

supplies me with endless stimuli fodder

to write an endless ton of banter

contextually interchangeable from lewd to chanter.

This poem a present
for saving me from apathy
hymn to womanhood antidepressant
medicine which sends to apogee
launches my interest into orbit
round her planet Venus
from fossil on forfeit
transformed by her magical genus
to stalwart libidinous.

My stunning majestic creature
latest by ceremonial supercedure
an ethereal fairy out of a tale
brews and treats me her ginger ale
with alacrity I drink and ail.

While intoxicated she whispers softly to my ear;

''Occasionally it comes back to bite

emotion drains you out of the fight inside

with batteries depleted you end dissatisfied

whenever there is no end is sight

and you witness different worlds collide

wish I were your cool energy drink

quench the thirst in a blink 

provide you with sustenance

boost the joy immanence.''

She continues as I tear;

''I will be that genie in a bottle

who helps you surge ahead at full throttle

twist my cap open

promise I won't run out like a brand token

fix your attention on my fizzy content

recount your reveries in my bubbles

my taste is acquired and potent

soon will forget about your troubles.''

She suggests;

''First sip me

then drink me

after gulp me down

chug-a-lug and go to town.

Never again will be a dry spell

kiss my rim and I won't tell

empty me with a straw

so lovely being at your claw

squeeze me past the limit

your renown is far from timid.''

She goes on;

''Allow me to moisturize your lips

a drop escapes and drips

right on your chest and slowly drops

further down your private slopes

where it gets evaporated

by high temperature created

from virility unmitigated.''

She recommends;

''Throw the rest away

or recycle me without delay

you call the shots

beforehand connect the dots

and hit the right spots.''

Realized, healed by your song
thus far I have been living a life behind bars

before you came along
night skies were empty of stars

no sacrifice is big enough when made for you

reckless, still the idea helps me come through.

Nothing I wouldn't give or do

to keep you happy make you revalue

dancing with confidence brand new

despite this ends as my personal Waterloo

devotion to my inspiration is absolute

justifiably so for an enchanting being so astute

Queen Titania who makes my heart reboot.