WORDS OF INTUITION

Whisper, whisper
You know you hear me
That Shadow to your left shouldn't be there
No, no darling
Ignore the bustle of the day
And listen to me

Whisper, whisper
Should you be doing that?
Forget the piety of morality
But the truth is tattooed in me
i am not Jesus, i am a scroll
Listen to me

Whisper, whisper
That itch under your skin
No the weather is warm not cold
You can"t sit still
No your attention span is fine
Just listen to me

Whisper, whisper
That's your heart, I'm rushing it
That's your adrenaline, I'm flooding it
Hey! hey!
Are you deaf?
Would you listen to me!

Whisper, whisper
My vocal chord are tired
Strained from the effort
Darling, forgive me but i shall take my leave
I have no more patience
You should have listened to me.

THE BREAK UP SONG

Today I cried… and every tear had great meaning.

Today I painted my past and it made me cry

Yes, my darling, I cried for you.

I counted the tears as they hit my pillow…right before they sank in.

I cried for me, for us.

My dear darling I cried with my heart… wept with my very being.

I wept not for regret but rather disappointment.

My expectations were not high, yet you went lower than the ground.

So I bid thee farewell… and I only wish that my face is the last you see.

For in my head you see, I am schizophrenic… I am psychotic.

I lick the blood staining my hands…

I swore to never carve my heart out for you.

But a sacrifice had to be made yet there were only two of us.

Yes my darling, embrace the pain and do not let your heart flutter,

For even sacrifices have to be flawless.

I bid thee farewell… your blood filled with all its essence made the best ink.

I created our last portrait. Stained red with no real dimensions.

Let it not alarm you, I would never sell it.

Instead, due to the great amount of emotion you caused me,

I will burn it.

The skies will turn dark.

And I will smile.

SINCE I LEFT

Since I Left…

Since I left I have been in some sort of a trance

Without you my life has stood somewhat still

Almost as if my still waters have been unjustly stirred

I ache for you, yet somehow I still feel your presence

All around me…within me.

Since I left I have been finding myself through a long journey

A journey to find you yet I know exactly where you are

Like an addicted drug user I seek to find your high again

Yet somehow I am afraid to find a replacement of you

For that would mean I would have to forget you.

Since I left I have been wondering how you are now

Wondering how your nights feel without your sheets rumpled

Do you still enjoy the stars or have their colors begun to change

Somehow the nights are slower now, while my honey lays untapped

Trying to bury myself in emotion only confuses me.

Since I left I have been wondering whether or not I miss you

Here I realize that I love missing you from a safer distance

So I bid thee farewell my love, whom I will always hold dear

I ask that you miss me with that longing like a somewhat gentle tug

Let not our memories be a sword to the soul.

HOLDING HANDS WITH A STRANGER

HOLDING HANDS WITH A STRANGER

They met, unofficially introduced by nature

Each at a strategic vantage point from the other

Their coexistence held neither rivalry nor malice

Their connection seemed almost like smoke and mirrors

Their passion a familiar legend told amongst humanity

They stare boldly at each other and their hearts flutter

A horizon simultaneously separating yet bonding them together

Sometimes if only for the slightest of moments their skins tingle

A feeling of the other looking towards them, searching for them,

Their eyes meet yet they cannot see each other.

In their times of great emotion this becomes their haven

Here they often meet and whisper their secrets to each other

Their lips do not move and their feeling carried on by the wind

Sometimes they smile to each other in gratification not feigned

With hearts swollen with joy only they could understand.

These two souls may never meet yet there will be no disappointments

For their late nights shared may very well be almost conjured

Their view of the horizon from different points of the earth

Such is the joy of a shared experience from so many miles apart

Such is the magic in holding hands with a stranger.

Inspired by JKIA lights….

                             By Kui Kubai

JACK COME OUT TO PLAY

There’s a girl

Standing in the rain

Waiting to knock on a door

But the fear consumes her

So she doesn't

She just stands there

Waiting for the door to open

Like magic

Like in the movies

There’s a reality

When the sun shines,

The romance is over for her

The door will open

Jack will come out to play

Lest he becomes a dull boy

Or maybe a social outcast

So it’s not for her

A play of fate

A normal thing

Nothing special

So she stands in the rain

Waiting for the door to open

Jack come out to play

In the rain

We can play pretend-

That the rain is dew

We can swim in the river

If we drowned

At least we’d hold hands

When we walked towards the light

Then when the sun shines

She’ll walk away

Happiness is too painful

It makes the world stop spinning

Because pain is all we really want

Like a girl standing in the rain

Willing to die

Willing to live

Open the door jack

I'm here

I won’t ring the door bell

Do you feel my heart?

It’s in the thunder

Scratching at your window

Can you hear me breathe?

I make the trees fall-

In your lawn

Come come

Hold me before the sun shines

While I whisper wet despicable things-

In your ears

For a moment...

On your doorstep

Jack come out to play

Before the sun shines...

I NEED YOU

One letter

Two letters

Say something

Anything.

I see you in my dreams

I can feel your heart beat

The hair on my arms…

They tingle

Yesterday you were mine

Today it’s not the same

You have moved to the planet Mars

Left me on earth

My sisters on Venus weep

Weep for my demise

That’s what I told them

When I met you

Day and night married

They bore…

They bore us

Hand clasped tight

Now I'm cold

Out on the earth’s atmosphere

I need you

I don’t know why I do

Remember when I told you that

That healing is beautiful

I don’t want to heal

I'm tired of bleeding

I've carved my heart out before

I loved it

But it’s different with you

I want to die happy

What do YOU want?

Are YOU happy?

A puzzle with all YOUR pieces?

Or do YOU lack?

A ying spends a lifetime

Looking for its yang

Is that you?

With all that brick around you

I fall into black holes everyday

I need rope

Some sort of connection to reality

I need you.

UNTITLED

I lost my soul, somewhere in the jungle

So deep is the thicket-my life, that I lost

My feeling stripped from the only heart I own

I have spread myself to  every corner

I am translucent now.

I wonder if I ever really had my soul

It always felt like a constant endless battle

A plea of emancipation, nay, freedom

My shadow grew so afraid of that it ran

Hid somewhere beyond the moon

My soul turned me into a monster

I was jealous and selfish-nay both

I locked myself in a dungeon, discarded the key

Starving myself to punish my soul

Both master and slave I was.

It finally broke free, my soul

It ran wildly, like a wounded wildebeest

All my limbs were weak from hunger

So my past ran through my fingers like water

I could outrun or catch my wild buck

I now sit under the sky, soul at large

My empire collapsed, and the history recorded

I have to start again… I have got to rebuild

The whispers in the rustling leaves a conversation

All I need is a soul.