One-way Street

If love is so strong and pure,
It can overcome all barriers
That's what they say all the time
And that's the kind of love I long for
But you don't love me the way you should
You couldn't and you struggled
And we both misunderstood loneliness
And loss of love
And lust
And accustomed to lost hopes
And coinciding dreams
Dubious dreams
Dreams where you'd see me
As I disappear into the gleams of white
In a dark interior
In the curve of your lordliness
Arrogance and ego
In the prickly coldness at night
When you long for my warmth
And my touch
My whispers in your ears
Before allies, us, we, turned into enemies

-PRK-

I Like The Idea

I like the idea that we're different and how it is proven
I like the idea that we are improving and knowing that we're living
I like the idea that we have things that were worthless more than what's worth our while
I like the idea that we didn't second guess even for a while
I like the idea that I'm intimidating and you're intimidated
I like the idea that I wasn't wrong about what we leave unattended
I like the idea that you're happily married and that I am happier without it
I like the idea that you're making it and I've made it

-PRK-

My Forefronters

And so I moved on with the strength
Neglected my weaknesses
Got up and then I penned
To study my own weaknesses
Stuck in the game
Believed I'd overcome my weaknesses
Walked straight through the rain
Let it wash away my weaknesses
But without them
I wouldn't know my best points
Always try to make more sense
Always try to be on point
And then they told me to shut down
Told me there's nothing left to coin
Nothing left to quote
Stay put and squash the groin
But then I asked myself again
Who's governing my cranium
Who's boss and who's the actual hero in my atrium
Who's going to be there besides myself and my family
Who's going to pen down my story once I've completed my journey?
So I ran the whole yard, sowing every seed
With a folded birthday card, I booked them one whole suite
To pursue happiness, to meet and greet
To cure my loneliness, I wrote letters to my unborn kid
As nothing good comes without the bad
Every night I lay in my bed
Believing I'm the good one with the greatest faith
And the courage that I won't regret
Though sometimes I'd fall apart
Sometimes I'd call a fart
Sometimes I'd make them hate me
Though they're stuck, glued to my heart
Staying through to my heart
Maintaining they're my strength
With hit after hit, nobody will act strange
As I've promised I'd stay me
Won't trade them with my game
And I'm letting the world see
What's written in my name

-PRK-

That T Junction

So I proceed
Like nothing was going to break my stride
I refused to leave anything untried
Even when some ties then became untied
I wished I wish for it to subside
Unfortunately I kept getting defied
At times even when astried
I begged for immunity to betied
But I was born partly fictional like Hyde
Cragfast between junction
Precasted between replusion
Classed between gumption
Confused between eruption
And oddity erection
But I did proceed
Towards that T junction in greed
A while later out of misread
Realised slowly I could mislead
And satisfaction wasn't guaranteed

-PRK-

The Earthian Faith

The ocher is damp

It occurs in vain

It triggers the dark matter when things get insane

Giving birth to ail, to joy and a phenomena

Depleting them too and put men in a clamour

Hence faith should be ennobled

Believe and then come forward

What you stand up for can't compare to the speaker

Of debased assemblage, depressed apologue
And foiled monologue that gets in our cosmos

-PRK-