MOMENT BETWEEN THOUGHTS

 2003




~ Evocare ~


Losing my words to you

I am no longer great nor brave

Sheltering beneath your palm

Sweet sympathy turns to dew.


~ Libatio ~


If only lightning could liberate

Aim and strike at the core

Where guilty passions rage

I would, this crown of thorns, replace.



~ Lysandra ~



Alas, towards a fading breath


Like the mellifluousness


Of a daydream


I am gone.







~ Ingenerare~



I belong in


This numbed silence


In this playground of thoughts


Where Truth lies still, skinned.







~ Elysium ~



Seated at the helm of introspection


Entwined amidst an embroidered fallacy


Eyes gaze forth without condemnation


With nerves unsettled.




















~ Provocatio ~



Soliloquy of praise


Perched on my hand like a dove


Without remonstrance


I release it to a forgotten paradise.







~ Evasio ~



Fleeting moments


Subject to consequence


Melt at the brink


With every transgression.







~ Procuratio ~



The sustenance of pleasure


Flows from the essence of beauty.







~ Procuratio II ~



Where charity has no measure


Providence reigns infinitely.






~ Miscellaneous ~



Generosity is not measured


By the amount you give


But by the amount


You sacrifice.

























~ Proverbialis ~



To draw on happiness


In between the frames of time


Is to capture a moment


In which many are denied.







~ Babylonius ~



The faint chime of prurience


Encroaches as dusk appears


Like the susurration of a heart-beat


Eyes closed, reality disappears.







~ Axioma ~



Every feeling warrants an explanation


Like a whirlwind, emotions fumble without cause


As every word succumbs to the light


The temple of interpretation is preserved.







~ Dorma ~



Life brings only decay: so


Damn the light, the mirrored hallways


The busy streets, the abject glances


That steer all hopes away.







~ Exhortatio ~



Shame on you, fatherland


For wooing God’s trust


The glorification of conquest dangles like bait


With arms that chime a forgotten hour.




















~ Neuter ~



To seek is to follow ignorance


In waiting comes the unforeseen


In forgetting the paramount is delivered


In rejecting the all-conquering imbues within.







~ Atta Kenare ~



Bruised and battered


Like rotten plums


Fallen from a great height


They crouch at the foot of the cross.







~ Crystallum ~



Riding on the carousel of deceit


Screened by the flames of unreality


Such uncharted allegories


Do youthful minds trail.







~ Pahlaviv ~



To gaze through the eyes of an emperor


To smell the orchids and touch the gold


To lose it all, life grows


Old in an instant.







~ Disfacere ~



Surrendering to an infinite power


Where strength turns to its substitute


And the frame of composure skews


Fragments may be buried, but the cycle continues.




















~ Epiphania ~



When the heart and the mind


Aligns itself with each other


Life’s simple complexities


Blossom like a rare flower.







~ Intercedere ~



To lose sight of ambition


Is to draw the dagger deeper


Words never fulfil prophecies


Without the deeds to accompany.







~ Maledictio ~



The torment of a reflection


Has made its imprint


The mind seeks validation


As reasons wrestle with expectations.







~ Candidus ~



Love’s escapade


A mere fantasy


Surrendering from the womb


Tender arms embrace my kind.







~ Perfectio ~



Love is not the resounding tune of joy


But the unity of every beat.






















~ Provocatio ~



Silent is the voice that speaks of loss


Still is the heart-beat that brims with fear


And empty is the mind


That demands forgiveness.







~ Rursus ~



Gone are the colours and sounds of youth


Memories cling onto every wall


Momentum of life, led by crooked steps


Finally submits to the charge of dawn.







~ Salvus ~



I am used to disappointment


What is it to wait another day?







~ Constantia ~



Faith, revisited


Heartache, my Constance.







~ Constantia II ~



The vivid gesture of victory


Flickers with pathetic clarity.


























~ Atrophia ~



With every truth-bearing admission


That finds its way to heaven


Another greed-driven sentiment


Bloats the heart with questions.







~ Solus ~



Beyond the sapphire complexion


Ridden with endearment


A semblance of a fractured moment


Etches poetically into lost time.







~ Insomnia ~



Dissembling the puzzle


With tortured breath


Perpetual beginnings


Renders false destinies.







~ Desiderium ~



The silken veil ascends


Dreams left undisturbed


Bosoms still wet with dew


Masked with a scent of allure.







~ Nysa ~



Shards of light sublime


Pirouettes on the seared dunes


A matrimony of young spirits


Glide into the gleaming horizon.




















~ Donatus ~



Faith tied with a ribbon


Head bowed in contemplation


As the soul searches beyond


Senses rouse frustration.







~ Eulalia ~



As hours amend each dying hour


Irrelevance blends into oblivion


In wait of an apparition beneath the moon


Consciousness wilts as desires bloom.







~ Hevel ~



Certainty ascends like a plume of smoke


Consequence bears no resemblance to hope


The gleaming peripheral allures distant glances


Bound onto ourselves with muted wishes.







~ Hyakinthos ~



Curiosity multiplies with every conquest


Yet passiveness has never strayed far


In search of another truth


This chair has never moved.







~ Arimathea ~



Daylight seeps in and fills


These walls with momentary light


The warmth becomes a memory


As dust settles on footprints.




















~ Vespasanious ~



Love’s conquest lies in its defeat


Its crowning glory; a veil of absence


With confessions, soft cheeks redden


A union sealed with remembrance.







~ Zephyros ~



I can feel her breath


In every recollection


A turmoil of sentiment


Plunders inside this chrysalis.







~ Castanea ~



I turn to myself and not to God


With every anguish to Him I place


And in seeking reason


I flee from conviction.







~ Myroxylon ~



Will my ending


Extract pity or humour


Would this inevitability stem


From misunderstanding?







~ Buxus ~




Nurtured emotions


Like swollen buds


Sway in the heat


Waiting to unravel.



















~ Cerasus ~




Hypnotized by cinders


Caressed by flames


Eyes sweep across


Her desert landscape.






~ Canto ~




My hands have touched God’s affinity


Yet where is the cross that bears his divinity


My flesh, an emblem


My mind, its keeper.