Newer Poems-1

Dreams

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The silhouette of a body
In the shadows of the night
A wolf
Moaning from afar
A bat-
With hisses from its mouth
Pervading the silent air

Draped in a linen of
Darkness
Pining to be pierced
With scorching rays of a star

A craving
A longing
From an unattainable dream
Echoing across the field
Bathed in murky ink
Like a squid had spat on its face

The yearning for your warmth
To shield my array of dreads
Of vanishing from the earth
And being
Forgotten
For eternity

Your lips so tender and
Red
In my vivid, fantastic dreams
As your body brushes mine
So almost true
So almost happening

But fragmenting into shadows,
Ghosts
And fantasies
The sun back on the sky
And the veil of a million chances
Of impossible dreams
Is quickly being lifted
From this very prosaic world

And loneliness creeps in again.


				*The Other Side of the Moon* *Newer Poems-1*



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		My poem was monthly winner for April issue of Martian wave Two of my poems are in The Shape of a Box Dreams (first accepted by Flutter vol2 issue 7) Dreams ------------------------ The silhouette of a body In the shadows of the night A wolf Moaning from afar A bat- With hisses from its mouth Pervading the silent air Draped in a linen of Darkness Pining to be pierced With scorching rays of a star A craving A longing From an unattainable dream Echoing across the field Bathed in murky ink Like a squid had spat on its face The yearning for your warmth To shield my array of dreads Of vanishing from the earth And being Forgotten For eternity Your lips so tender and Red In my vivid, fantastic dreams As your body brushes mine So almost true So almost happening But fragmenting into shadows, Ghosts And fantasies The sun back on the sky And the veil of a million chances Of impossible dreams Is quickly being lifted From this very prosaic world And loneliness creeps in again. link to poem 4 of my poems in June 2008 issue of Worlds Within worlds Beyond



		My poem in BluePrintReview My poem in Fantastic Horror I have two poems in Sinister Tales 3.1 Two of my poems are upcoming in Foliate Oak My poem in Writer's Eye, Jan 2009 My poem in Tinfoildresses