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Jasmine 



Oh!  How painful, sorrowful, heart breaking

emotion stuttering in a brief,  it was and still is

Seeing you invincibly and invisibly disappear from existence

Slipping into thin airs

outta the world into the dark universe  

masquerading  without notice nor alarm

Like you and I never knew you did

ever exist in existence

We should haven’t said goodnight

See you... we’ll talk in the morning

Maybe that was the envy of the fading old wrinkled barren jealous evening

sagging creepily on the evening golden sky linings

That blew this voiceless cold sordid fate whistle,

 from the devils arduous squalid lips uns’to where you lay,

 prowling like a dark cat on onto the placid soul

In all that burning humility, concrete resilience and undying ember of hope
That beasts‘  kiss cruel

Its whisper violent, ugly its face, inhuman its feasts and ghoulish it’s thought

And invidious is its smile & intention

Taboo its name

But still on every day’s pulse I pray you wake up from where you lay

Or rather I from this horrendous alien dream

where evil lurks in a quack

Shine on emerald, shine on star... shine on... dark fallen star...

Shine on us, on this dark unseen path of empathy,

For our hearts are yoked onto yours yonder forever

All this tiaras you left in our palms

Why is this still subliminal?

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