absinthe on-the-rocks please!

Benumb my senses and take me with you. Take me so far away I may never return.
Absorb in me in such a way to maim my tears. Release me from the incarcerating chains of redemption.

Drowned in the foolishness of my impertinence, you set me free when all my sublime feints failed.

I want to return home to the scent of your presence that kept fading away so placidly into the solitude of darkness.

Time my friend is wafting away.

Domiciled within your dream, once lay a dream far away from this parochial world. Absolved from my narcissist loathing, that dream alas slipped away.

Haughty aspirations still linger that, hitherto the roads that I walked will find me some how and bring me back to you some day.

Fleeting breeze of a winter morning

With the dulcet sound of the morning rain hitting on my window, I took one look at the last autumn leaf still clinging with prosaic tenacity to be impervious to the winds, only to find itself eventually displaying its docility to the works of the nature.

If I could lee that auburn leaf I would then blench off my reticent illusion of having calibrated efforts in impugning my destined path that diverged from you a long time ago.

Although, daubed appeared this love story, indubitably immaculate was the love.

Just like the leaf wafted with tribulation I fell into futile capitulation.

But now rejuvenation is inevitable for there will be that morning dew slipping away from the verdurous leaves bringing forth saccharine effervescence of the coquettish spring.

And I, tacitly await...

Night at Baniyas street...

His eyes met mine and my world came to a halt. He kept on going but I stood there still. He left me now with the rapturous memory of those few seconds that shall last a lifetime with me. No other eyes, no other face, no other smile, just that memory became a panacea for me.

I hope I find you some day, read my eyes will you that day? For words are too frail to portray the simplicity of my dismay. Until then, I'll keep on searching for such serendipitous possibilities for their mere pursuit defines the meaning of my life these days.

Clutching on to that euphoric memory, bare feet I walked on the shore, then like the sparkle in your eyes that night, you stood in front of me, with that same ineffable radiating smile, whereby my reality blurred into fantasy and I kept drowning into that sparkle.

Let me touch you just once before you escape into the abyss of my dreams again. Let me beseech you one last time to stay with me till the earth and heavens remain. Though I wonder sometimes somewhere between my dreams and reality, if on that glimmering night just like me, you stood there too?