
my love sick poet
on a bed of kale and potatoes
tossed about by exotic spices
home home homie home home
ruff ruff growl roof roof
ah howl…
howl…

my love sick poet
on a bed of kale and potatoes
tossed about by exotic spices
home home homie home home
ruff ruff growl roof roof
ah howl…
howl…
today I received your heart
across the ocean
it clicked with my half
to fill the void
I feel whole again
and yet
this return took all away from
your empty shell
left soulless
dragging along the mundane
a sacrifice you made
so the last bit of remain
has to die
before newness
bears fruit


I hold your heart in esteem
My Love
for the sacrifice you made
for me to be whole
I guard your soul in vigilance
My Love
for the devotion you gave
for me to be me
I protect your mind in long suffering
My Love
for the pledge you bestowed
on me to be your helper
How grateful I am
My Love
for you are meant for me
and I am for you

there was a tales from my childhood
to dig a hole in the ground
tell all your secrets
bury them with a seed
to grow a tree
bears bitter fruits
I knew there was hell below
all eighteen levels
none of my secrets secured
I altered the tales
to grow a tree
it bore sweet nectarines
I told all my secrets
to my imaginary friend
as tall as a Smurf
great sense of humour
soft hearted
geeky and nerdy
he has never betrayed me
remained faithful to this day
he holds all of me and
never leaves
today I have finally
given him a name
the cutest loyal friend
Chog ❤


How do I know?
how do I know you are my true friends
in times of turmoil
I know you are
in times like this
you put aside your own opinions
instead
you seek wisdom of the most high
I know you are
even you wanted to lash out
on my behalf
instead
you bite your tongues
I know you are
you looked beyond the pleasure of
anger outburst
instead
you tame the self righteous beasts inside you
How do I know you are my true friends?
It is in times like this
I know!

a rib missing her hollow cage!Would your heart be mended
with my thousand kisses
to turn back the clock?
Would my spirit find you
just before you were beaten?
Would you know me when
I blew that dandelion to reach you?
Would you feel me
when my first wish
made by the birthday candles?
Would my arms outstretch enough
to fend off the cold regrets?
I have always been there with you

we are in a code of frequency
wave and light in sync
with one breath
no wonder
we were deaf and dumb before
we vibrated into one another
here we are
orchestrating a masterpiece
in perfection
