Misunderstood

Little misunderstood, little hurt and little puzzled
Care, concern and structure - A new theme to you, life to me
We deserve, we respect, we remember..
Chapters new and books old
I reflect, I cry and I smile..
Didn't know the mountains and stars I had to cross and travel
To find a rhyme, the rhythm of my soul..

Everlasting like the sun
Live forever for the moment
Ever searching for the one!!
And like a fool, I will remember every whispered word
The touch of your skin giving life from within..
Like a love song that we have never heard
Slipping through our fingers like sands of time
Reality of you and me, that should have always been..

A few words spoken, Every memory saved has reflections in my mind
Let go of pretense's, ex's and pseudo f$@? like that
See the reality of us, don't hold back
Let go of the apprehensions and misconceptions
Burn 'em like you never meant it and see our new reflections
Off pride, joy and wholesome soul
Blessed, passionate and alive like our hurt heart.

Haunting eyes and longing souls
Don't fall in and out of love...
I'm no magic but your everlasting reality
Let us not let go, let us not hide, let us not run
Away, away, away like the lost memories of eurostar...
I wish that I could tell you, I wish that I could show you
All the beautiful things I see for me and you!!

And deep In the night when I hear no sound
My heart slowing down, pulse burning as ever
My mind released and free to wander
The past buried deep in my head
I just want to let them go..
Life on a distant star
Or a boat to where the wild things are
I just want to let it flow.

Are you ready?
Jay

Glazed

Feels like glazed tiles of fire under my feet

Floating in the middle of deep forest of my thoughts

I feel you in everything, like in the words I have never said

I see you in front of me and in every tear that I have never shed

And when our eyes meet, the unspoken vision of divinity explodes

I feel like the rain before it touches the ground

I see you in every reflection of million mirrors inside me

Hymns of a spring blossom in the middle of a snow storm

The overpowering urge to do..

Controlled impulsiveness of a simple touch

Softer, warmer and radiant amongst the chaos around us

sense of glory, happiness, shame, satisfaction and conviction

I forget, forget to breathe..when I swim in your dark passion

All this, in a cosmic vacuum between your eyes and my soul

Was never said, will never be known...Just like that !

Are you ready?

Jay

Wingless Flight

The simplicity of similarity
Excitement of revelation
The explosion of rhythm
It ends up in languages unspoken.

Imagination uncontrolled, dreams untold
The crazy surge, gushing smiles, painful urge
Snow angels or wingless flights
Melody made, feelings evolved.

Blissful memories of past
One’s I had and one's I wish I had
Concept of time, a mindless abstraction
So many things to do, so many places to be
Fuck! Just one clock for you and me

Stolen visuals of untold reality
A simple walk in the fields green, that I wish I cherished
Hate the fact I was eight or ten
But thankful I have memories eighteen and more..

Was I so driven or insanely sane
Did I miss the train of butterflies and crazy land?
Bloody high, the beats of my roots rock my daylight
Insane satisfaction, baffles your world.

Am I a cocky gun or a self aware drum?
I set the beat to your world of tempo
Pick it up son, this is so unreal
It makes you wonder about sun, water and real existence

And here is my all time classic
Purpose of presence, quest of life
The shit you were told was life and craziness you defined as your life
What is being told for generations? Is it real?

And here we go again
Realist, Idealist, follower and leader or some wordsmith crap bull
I deny and accept this language I transpose
I wonder every day, if limits exist to my dreams, words and reality

Finally it shows up..
Sleep, hunger, anger, happiness, hate and puked assumptions of the next day
Concept of sun, moon, stars and all that jazz
I don't fight it, I don't deny it, I do question it & yet I don't give a fuck about it...

Are you ready?

Jay

Existentialism

Been long, stretching once, twice and ready

Felt like I lost the rhythm, but figured I discovered a new beat

Supreme, sublime, nasal probably a fresh bloom

Curve, symmetry, balance - A thought echoed all along

Never felt so embryonic, almost like Creation

Reality of maturity - A strong recognition of credibility

Seems like a transition from the reading to realism
Like a surrogate dream out of euphemism
All so real like a pregnant ambition

Speculation, calculation, appreciation - Amplifiers of hope
A strange sense of comfort, Oh! Bloody mind; you are an unyielding rogue
One that reinvents me every second, one that baffles me every minute

Why is order a need and disorder a natural ease
Opportunities everywhere and my shoulders grow bigger forever
What does it take to shatter this concept, something call sleep and food

Funny laughter and ridiculous procrastinators
What's the game? Darn I'm so bored!
Bored of stuck melodrama and insane stupidity of you and paper weights

Read Robert Frost, NY Times, Einstein and Obituary gazette
And in between abstraction, realism and physics all I could see is two states of existence
Can do and cannot do...

Existentialism, Cubism and Macroeconomics
There is no end, there is no satisfaction, Insomnia prevails
Fast, faster like a fire, I can't stop the growing subconscious!

Are you ready!
Jay

Simple Truth (Shimmy Shimmy edition)

Alright, here is one for the air
Shimmy Shimmy rock is back with flair
This is not your average reflection but a well thought explosion

Stuck in between Better and Best
Wonder, what’s the rule for this unfair game
Then again, there is nothing like - better the best and fuck the rest

I bounce, I roll, shimmy shimmy rock
fun stories and emotional chains
golf carts and blondes, and the blokes too

Spirits so high, lift me higher
I know you hear me, hear me forever
I'm nothing but a child, a boy, a man - an untold legend

Flooded by thoughts of inseparation
Strawberries, chocolates and intense precipitation
Ha ha, Naughty is not a thought but just me!

Hypocrites, story tellers, players and one night owls
Piss me, irk me and give me a meaning for my existence
So, Thank you - unsophisticated neo-sapiens

Flare up or screw up, here I'm
Back for my statement - Shimmy Shimmy rock
Just be straight, honest or something in between..

Preacher, teacher, dictator
Does it make a difference?
Shimmy Shimmy rock !!

Buddha, Jesus or Shiva
Names are so fun, not you
Bounce me and I will show you diversity

Here is the meaning so far
Honor, Dignity, Pride - Shimmy Shimmy rock
And yes! Lust is just a bloody dust

Nope, I'm not a saint, priest or whatever you call that
I'm just a divine servant, a blessed savant
I stand my own grounds and will dust your's too

Here is my belief, and a quarter for you to ponder
Truth defines me, Honesty rules me, and Music moves me
Liars, disloyal creatures just disgust me

Fire, water, earth, wood, metal
There is nothing more subtle
Know your elements, before you look in my eyes

Cocky, arrogant or whatever more
If that's what you think, then you are no different
Grow up and own up, better still speak up

Simple proclamation -
There better be a meaning for all the intensity
Loosing is not an option, just like separation

Own your sins, pins and twenty something behavior
Grace takes work, and so does control - you know what I mean
Skin is a biological malfunction; I care less to see more of it

Here is something for closure
Don't confuse acceptance with approval, justification with over compensation
Dot your i's and cross those t's
Over and out !!

Are you ready !
Jay

Character

Miles of peace, sunshine and a lonely soul
I could survive another evolution or two
With a shadowless mind and a revolution called me Might is the only word for my radiant heat

Art, thought or are you just an abstract mind game
Fetish, provocation, sublime imagination or a pointless aim
Eruption, aggression and abysmal satisfaction
Is that even a description?


Frantic thoughts of questioned existence
God, justification and other rationalization
Wake up from the suspended slumber
Truth for you is just a carnal indigestion

Forgiven or forgotten
Get a grip on your earthly facade
Bones, skin and you are just a pretty co-existence
Here today decomposed yesterday

Character and passion for truth - Is what I can offer
Sometime this is just too complex for you to decipher
Truth is - you like the silly appreciation, unsophisticated characterization
Oh please, there are certainly meaningful creations

Spirits blue, white and iced
Does it even matter?
For there is no realization
Move over, there is too much mass for your existence

Gravity, volume and space are established science
Mistakes, repeated...Truth irrationalized are the laws of your dynamics Evaporate, Condense or just annihilate
But don't feel the pain for it's the truth!!

Are you ready ?

Jay

Shadow existence

Remember first time we met day one

it was about blue skies, daffodils and crimson blush and the sun

rhythm, blues, gain, pain and then the shame
why is it difficult to see this straight game

gave you all that's possible and some more
is the thought of love and true respect a strange sophomore

the thought of shadow dreams and mis-directed clicks
fear of pain, betrayal and senseless flicks

this is not a parking lot for the faint and daint
speaking and walking are two different saints

why does it always have to be this way
this used to be my highway, and why did ever have to change

is it because, I want to be the one
or is it because you can't be just for one ?

 


It took much too long to understand and how it could be
till you share your secrets with me..

perception, sensation and imagination
nothing is stronger than our gratification OR NOT ?

grasses grown green everywhere, choose your act
for rainfall and cold nights are a following track

splinters and bruises...nothing immortal
charcoal and sex - Fuel for hell's fire !!

Are you ready ?

Jay

What if ?

What if, all this is just a dream

Dream called reality

What if, all this is true satisfaction

satisfaction with a meaning for transformation

What if, strangeness is the truth

Truth of difference and compassion

What if, you are meant to be...Mine

Is this is the way I will know you will be fine !

What if, we walk in to the sky..together

Feel no density, volume or gravity forever

What if, you think about it

Make the reality a long lasting dream

What if, you don't

Will you ponder for the rest of your life

What if, you are confused

Can you look in to my eyes and say so ?

What if, you do not realize

Realize, the realms of my capacity is more than orgasms and skin

What if, you forget the right notes

Does it matter anymore ?

What if, you let the emotions go

Those eyes are the truth whether you cry or play

What if, you let yourself go

Are you scared of real love or real you

What if, you are in denial

Denial of pain and surrogate comfort

What if, you see

What I see ?

What if...This is just meant to be !!

Are you ready

Jay

Wild flower

Trance of my essence

bliss of my presence

unpeel your effervescence

As I glide through your sensuality

inch by inch, slowly

I loose my thoughts on those curves undefined

Eyes or are they never ending stories

Tales, fairy and deviant

movements slow and potent

Little flower with a wild bloom

touch of fire, flames ungroomed

passion tales of morbid subtleness

Aggressive thrusts of myriad positions

fluid and dynamic with no proportions

empathy and compassion abound

It's not the act but the mind and motion

It's not the thought but the wet fire

That engulfs the angel and the noble man..

Always ready for you..

Jay

Contradictions

Uncertainty, a clause
A reputation or profound determination

Tired, a situation
a certification or enforced rejuvenation

Pain, an emotion
An assertion or epitome of satisfaction

Love, a thesis
An euphoric revolution or biased satisfaction

Music, a therapy
A harmonic sanitation or corded emancipation

Soul, a concept
A therapy or over rated guilt reflection

Sky, a measure
A color or just the never ending nothing

You, a blob
A riddle or just a unfinished poem...

Jay

flame vibes

What has it come to
I look in to the mirror and I see the Orinoco flow in my eyes

What has it come to
Principles, logics, maze and the weave of life

What has it come to
I tremor when I think of my own earth quake

What has it come to
This rhyme, this name, this game

Don't you see, this used to be my playground
This is used to be the place I ran to when I need a friend

And this transformation
A subtle reformation, a thoughtful provocation...

Running like a lost child, So vain....so much pain
Forget I for a life time for I seem to want you more than me...

And you know happiness is not where it belongs
but here in my soul, in my arms, in my eyes which longs for your form

And you thought it was easy, so easy
Read my cenotaph, when the dreams are real and in color

Lustful or fistful
Grasp not my flow of life but my soul

This never ending circle, that's what I want it to be
so easy, so complex, so mesmerized

Synchronized orgasms or scary candidness
Fire is fire and I revel in it's flames

Don't know how you saw me
Through my eyes or through my heart or somewhere in between

Sure I will understand if you want to go
But I promise something that you will never forget

For there is something you will never find
Anywhere else or in any other place

Since I want to swim in your eyelids closed or open
You will see my affections proclaimed

Neither here nor there
Normally a state of insensibility..

The touch and go and the want of more
Will never cease to stop as long as the elements survive

As you know, I cannot stop my rhyme
I thank you for the little shrine of love and bond

Now let's flame, every opportunity game
Like it's meant to be - Wild

None can scale this game
For this is mine.

Are you ready for ever ?
Jay

Relentless at peace

Winds of change chiseled the virgin sand
Like an artist with unsurpassed landscape
Bubbly, naughty white waves pull me in to vast glory
Vast glory of never ending her..

Wet, crisp and oddly muggy breeze wakes up a deeper note
As I turn around to see the reality disappear
Her shape etched into abstract glory from the head down to her curvy stature
lyrical flow or mythical strangeness - Honestly confused

I look up to the sky as if to speak with the moving clouds
I notice a deep sense of untold peace
The thin long veil that covered her abstract glory slips like an intended mistake
reality seemed to pause for a moment to catch up with my serenity

gliding across miles of wetness, rain and wild berries
I seem to have made a pact to play with the flowy veil of love and passion
I see her peaceful form through the wind and veil, momentarily
Years, decades and centauries seem to go by with no fate or destiny

As I stand on the edge of this cliff, overlooking the might vastness
I seem not to care about the rules of gravity or sensitivity
beautiful creations that fly create a formation of eternity
As I cease to breath, I realize the strangeness of the scarcity

I hear a gentle cry almost faint and distant
As I wake up in to the dusk, I take a moment to appreciate crimsons and burning oranges
And there like radiance redefined I see her looking at me
With love, with eyes that told a million stories, with open arms that could warm a million souls

As if to challenge the creator's own locksmith, the lips locked
Soft, gentle and then as if on fire, burning up as if intended
Nailing her across the canvas of no end, her hair fresh and radiant in a locked grip that I don't want to loose
I cease not to explode amidst beautiful moans of life, peace, harmony...
And those tears of orgasm rolls through my canvas of serendipity...

Relentless at peace....Are you ready?
Jay

Kindred feelings

Unexplained desires
Honest, passionate and obvious - levitates
Levitates my kindred feelings.

A new experience, a new situation
Orgasmic, throbbing and lasting - Sweet pain
Pain, sweet or undefined left unquenched

Fire in my mind, in my heart, in my arms
Flaming my desire for an explosive oneness - Unexplainable
Unexplainable, the thoughts, the thoughts of you and me

Well known stranger, Yes..
Know you so well, at least my heart believes so
Yet I wonder, what you are or more so why you are..

I feel the blues, reds and violets
When I'm with you, in you - So dramatic
But you calm me down like the universe eclectic

Feel so warm, like it's meant to be
Right between your heart and the other bosom
Explain me why do I feel like I belong there...

Is it the pain or is it the betrayal
What makes it so sweet - Your lips?
Lips so vain, cease to fade from my mental frames

I look in to your eyes and in truth feel something strange
Like I'm supposed to, like I'm here for a reason
Small and cute, like it's meant to be..

Wish I could feel like the dark shadow...
Shadow of truth, love and harmony
Just to be with you, just to let you know you have your angels in the darkness

Wasn't this a story for the drunken sailor?
Whoever thought of mermaids and Indians
Makes me smile, when I think of this little secret we will share

Our stories seem to have a common page
In love yet incomplete, looking yet not
Here to define - A Reference
Reference for the love lost or love mistaken

Rain from the passing cloud never sticks to the ground
Formless tears struggle more...
Struggle to express, express the obvious

Does it make sense, when I explain...
Feeling, A new feeling that I never felt before
With no logic, no object but sheer understanding - As if it is meant to be

There is no Net without the ta
And this is not a deal, if ain't for a life time
You know blues feel better when it touches the soul

Don't be confused, this is just a reflection
Filled with truth, filled with passion, filled with me
Waiting in a coral corner with openness -
Open heart, opens arms, open soul....

Waiting, Are you ready ?
Jay

Undefined...

This one was crafted by my mom, I decided to put it up here for two reasons -- I cease to wonder anymore the abilities of words-smith in me after I read this poem & the profound impact and almost familiar presentation sparks nothing but creative appreciation...
Mom did not have a title, but I figured "Undefined...." made more sense.

As i travel through my life
I crossed the cliffs and valleys
Moments of happiness and joy
Moments of hopes and cry
Each with its imprints strong
An endless array of thoughts
Life's stories from the roots
Both sweet and bitter
Enrich the images of present
Acts and scenes of life transforms
Roles may change ,stages may be different
The search for identity continues
Amidst the crowd of loved ones
The search for the path should culminate
The vision of future should illuminate.

Tunnels are a plenty and dark
But there is a light at the end
Hold on! to watch the horizon
Merge and dissolve in its vastness
Though miles to go before the sleep
Play the part with heart and soul.

Deep respect and admiration Mom!!

Stateless...

stateless dysfunction of translucence
unexplained web of sweet imbalance

thirty days and counting..
affections multiplied, reasons sustained

Sweeter than honey and potent than nectar
strange suppressions of comfort unkindles flutes of no air

Out there to set blaze
realize the emptiness and void with grace


twenty four, forty eight and ticking
longing and separation painfully growing

know nothing more than little
still feel at ease like a warm soothing kettle

trust it seems is still in air
strange notions of honest acceptance dispenses despair

aback by gestures unexpected - An oxymoron
waiting patiently to reason the obvious - Dubious

two more years on her, I wonder
confessed if she needs time to ponder..

Sensitive I thought I was, Not sure
not sure if there is a clue out there.

funny events of fate
delightful turns of date by destiny

make my rhythm when I count my days for a new beginning
waited so long, pondered so far for the missing beat

I chuckle, crack my knuckle
close my eyes and my ears..

for I not know, what to hear now
for I not know, what to wait for now...

words from her mouth or weekends of unkissed affair
I search for belonging in her peaceful eyes

piece or peace, thoughts in warfare
would have to wait to bespeak the fairy fare...

are you in a game or, or you the game
painful as it is, refrain the former

ownership undefined ...
Would like to know, are you mine forever?

Ebb of Trance

Nothing stays the same
Everything must change, Insane..
Dreams grow like orchard vines
And nothing ever, ever stays the same.

Dancing muse to the puppet's lord..
unsettling the pull from unknown gravity
Juggle my memories of new dream and old passion
In to an ebb of trance...



Walking past the big windows at the corner coffee shop,
Smiling at subtle reflections of scattered trees and grey sky
I unravel the ebb of trance in visual paradox,
Feeling the pull from unknown gravity..All along

The lull of human satire lifts..
And I see no more the emotions stained on my French sleeves
Narcist beats on my ear plugs muscle the honks from a busy bus
And there, the ebb of trance explodes...

I see myself walking down the intersection amidst a million heads
Angel tears blasting on my plugs and a lone stem rose swirling..
Swindling the ebb of unknown fears in my orchard vines.
Like a circle of fire with one million eyes..

I see the explosion from an infinite views..
Everything still and frozen..The million heads, the honking bus and the busy intersection.
The lonely stem bursts through the fountains of static stillness
Petals all over in a state of icy flurry..as if to tell a story

As I try to move out of the static stillness
I look up to see the visual paradox of zillion petals in a swirl of dreams untangled
Everything made sense, as I walk I realize I was the center of the swirl
The gentle wind, as if to respect my dream gently lifts my inner soul

As I move forward to unsolve next maze
I resolve to stay in the ebb of trans
And realize, Nothing stays the same
Everything must change, Insane
And peace is right in the middle of all the chaos..

Club Seventeen - Finale..

(Please read PART ONE of this poetry to relate the flow)
Got bounce on my feet
Moving real neat, I simmer the heat

Say, Heather I bet you move better on floor than behind the bar
Smiling she says "naughty" but sure..

Comfort is the feel, when I look her angelic glaze
slip I do when I see those curves in haze

As I hear my song, style kicks my brain
As I turn around, I get my bull and goose and it's on the house putters Heather..




Dazed by the gloss on her peachy petals
I lean to the groove and pull her close across the bar

Piercing glances of expectations and quiver
Surprise and shock beat to the same fever

We tell a million stories gazing each other
Just when I hear, sounds of cheer

Spanking my rear, Jill yells in my ear
"Tell her something or leave her here"

Woken by reality, I shake my head
No words, none at all is what I said looking at her

I turn around trying to save my lost fear..
Only to turn around and grab her !! Again

Girl you set me on fire
It's now or never - Saying I grace her with a french

Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir
Voulez vous coucher avec moi - She said

Sexy ! ainsi vous parlez français ou êtes lui juste 'Lady Marmalade'
Impressed ! you are just fine she smirked !

huit huit huit six deux un sept, I smiled
As she looked lost and confused...I began to walk away

Putting on my coat and looking for Jill
I turn around to see her once more...

Gone ! She was gone, I looked around with eager eyes
All I could smell was a mixture of Lauren and lauder..

Sigh ! and I turn away to see Jill missing..
I walk to the door, rather heavy and disturbed

Taquinez ! vrai sexy à cela - I yelled as I approached my drive
Merci ! Et êtes ainsi vous...spoke a sweet voice

Who was that ? Turning around I saw no one
Looking at my phone, I did not recognize the number..

Still disturbed, I pulled my keys
And then it hit me the number on my palm was on the phone

Smiling, Surprised and with the return of my lost gleam
I called back, and before I could say a word...

I see her walking towards me
She gave a new meaning to versace overall she sported

Smiling at her and my evening
I knod in subtle appreciation of beauty and charm

The Angels smiled.....
Pour l'amour traîne la beauté et le charme suit..

And then ! Are you ready ?

Definitions undefined.

Like the formless power of blissful states
Open my eyes to dark meadows of long roads
I walk, I smile, I run, I cry

Great Danes, mastiff, Bulls and whistles
looking in to their eyes I say sweet nothings
They Bark, growl and slob with wishful love...And then
I walk, I smile, I run, I cry

Crimson skies and behemoth moon
Long stripes of white marker lines, guide my direction
I run, Run for love, run for peace, run for moments untold
lonely truck passes by honking for recognition - I stare
As I walk, I smile, I run, I cry

I stop by at the cross roads and see the train pass
Blazing I move, I thrust, I pinch - smiling I stop !
I see the train move farther and smaller..
Goals you want for what they are and not for what they do to you
Again I run, run on the long road of truth, discovery and realization.
Bliss resurfaces and pain vanishes - I try to freeze the moment, But
I walk, I smile, I run, I cry

It's dawn, sunshine and thousand birds chirp
I feel like a composition rendered on an ancient Harp
Supple and agile, I breath and suck the fountain of morning dew
Waving at the milk man and mother of five - I smile
A fresh brew of coffee at the barn house and sweet sights of darn kids
I loose no time to revel in the glory of innocent childhood
Kissing the youngest, shorter than my knee I hold 'em up to hear them giggle
Miss those days that I don't remember when I was a little child pampered and adored
With enough fun to last my next childhood...I kiss goodbye to the next truth
I walk, I smile, I run, I cry

Sweating and panting, I run faster
Need to know what's at the end....Still to realize
It's not the end, but the path to the end that matters
Running forward I take away my glasses, for it doesn't matter what I see now
Stateless, pure, unattached, unspoken, emotionless sight beholds my mind's eye
episodes of life...Happiness, sadness, fun, pun all pass by
I reflect on my father, mother, brother and wonder the formless bonds of love tender
Daffodils and scarlets on either side of the road remind me of blistered surrender
For you might not understand, the initial acceptance to truth is all but confusion
And then the true moment flashes by and yet I still wonder if I have really realized, For
I walk, I smile, I run, I cry

Not scared, not perturbed but surely a feeling between the both
I face my readiness to liberate, for I believe there is no you, no me and nothing final
Amazed at the level of unattachment, I laugh at the choice of my words and say - Why not ?
Surrender is not a state of ego, for ego was long lost when I took the train to Happyville..
I see myself unfit for rules and descriptions of man and woman...for I know I blaze
Question the known, answer my unknown and I speak in riddles
Bygone memories tickle me, Casa Blanca and Gregory Peck amuse me
Don't know where I belong - Here, there, then, now or When ?
Remember the times when I was frightened seeing Guns of Navorone
Held my dad for reasons unknown when I saw Gia Scala(Anna) scared
Pondered on exaggerated tales of my dad amused at my admiration of Gia and Guns
For I knew moments like that was my next lesson on the road
I walk, I smile, I run, I cry..


Hits me hard, when I realize the tarmac will never end
I try to bring a closure as I try here on this flow of memories and words
There are two ways to close this game - Knowing there is more to go and knowing there is no more
I choose something new !! For this is me - uncontained, unruly, untold, passionate fire
This world expands, this mind expands, the horizon sees no end - So do I
The goal of this birth is what you define it to be - For I ask
Why does the sun rise in east and not in my thoughts ?
My words seems to annihilate thoughts of pain and irrationalism but I can't help....
Help the rape, pain and untold miseries of this bloody world
Anger swells and life comes back, for I know I am bonded with passion to change
Change the wrong, better the right and fuck you clowns and liars
Who am I kidding, the place is placid like a dead worm
And there you know...where I am stuck !!!
Not when I walk, Not when I smile, Not when I run, Not when I cry
But wondering why rules of this world does not allow me to change the inevitable ?
Rewrite you, rewrite your history, rewrite your future and define LOVE.
For I hate to say this...I know it all and I still don't know

Are you there ?

Qui sera Qui sera...

Doesn't matter if I roll on Royce
Doesn't matter if I am mighty grace
Doesn't matter if I preface ace
Doesn’t matter if pledge sacrifice
Qui sera Qui sera....

Despise lonely tonics and single shadows
Walk not in front, Walk not behind
Walk beside !
Qui sera Qui sera....

Sweet breezes of spear mints
glimpses of crimson tints
Hazel views of innocent stares
Beige curves and blue scarves
crash those lonely tides, For..
Qui sera Qui sera....


Distant wails of a lonely Banshee
Dallahan goes by as a thoughtless bee
No, it's not a lost soul
It's start of a search
Trying out to reach, For..
Qui sera Qui sera


Melody of sweet voices and euphoric pipes
garden of mercury flowers and white spaces
Harmonic drums to the chants of blessed prayers
Floating dreams of a running wind
Feels like the silence inside the aura, For...
Qui sera Qui sera.


Lost in purple blues of thoughtful reds
search myself in breezes unknown
Realize, my trail begins with the sweet breeze of spear mints
Shadowless images of spread wings
Angels or mermaids - Does it matter?
Qui sera Qui sera

Qui sera - Who will be?

Club Seventeen - Part Uno

Neither too far, nor too near
Apparently here but not there

Somewhere in the middle
girdled in this gazing riddle

Neon lights deflect on my panoramic view
As I blaze through the streets past my curfew

neither sixteen or eighteen
Speaking not, about my gin but just the number seventeen


As I step down and look at the signs
It's the crossing of Seventeen and Main

Smiling, I pace seventeen
when flakes of winter shower like a dream

As I feel the warmth of the flakes on my tongue tip
It reminds me of salsa and a dip

Bright lights of blue neon hold my attention
As I walk in to the doors of a brewskie junction

Pretty damsels and protein boys everywhere
I loose no time in locating a peaceful chair

As I take away my coat et all
I feel the sweet pain, nothing but a muscular gain

Smile on to myself of my proud workout the day before
Pressed a buck ninety to feel the pump galore

As I smile at the angel, tender at the bar
I realize a wet kiss on my neck just below the ear

I knew the smell, fruity and spicy
Turning around I say...Shalimar !

And I hear a feeble tone of seduction attempted
I look at those eyes and say permission granted

As I lean over and say bull and vodka for me
And the lady might use an appletini

I hear Jessica alba moan
Sin City is on the screen & shalimar girl is gone

unperturbed I sip my bull and take a look
Jill is my name and I know you move off the hook

Surprised at flattery I turn around
oh! well it's my good friend who stands on balanced grounds

Hugging I say, what's up
I hear her say..are you ready !

Ground rules she says, spanking my tail feather
I turn around and the bar tender says..Hi! I am Heather

chuckle, I say - you are fine as the christmas weather
she gleams like the diamond on her finger

Wait..diamond on her finger
Before I could realize, my palm has her number

Some questions are better when not asked
rhythm and blues are felt and not heard

Club Seventeen - Part 1

Euphoria - Are you ready?

Sweet riddles of soft petals,
Blazing my words away...you know you have me cuffed
Have niether my eyes nor my words
Cannot see this world or write my thoughts
For you have me cuffed, With my words locked in paradise

So much for this feeling, so much for this fire
Five elements diminish, as I create my own
As I close my eyes that cannot see, I see your forms untouched, unexplained
I see no plans unfold that tell tales...
For you have me cuffed, with my words locked in paradise

I look through the sky lit dome of my cerebral fountain
And I see thirsty clouds - Denied
Denied of it's joy to pour and roar
Lights of might and bright begin it's journey..
Not for long as they stand in between....
For you have me cuffed, with my words locked in paradise

Red flames of heat and passion - Burn
Burn from the cortex of my spine and your half empty glass of wine
Red and crisp from the grape vines of creative splendor
Abstract and painful from a birth labor
You resemble my dream that breathes and walks - There !!!
A new element for this era to gyrate not me
For you have me un-cuffed, with my words unlocked in a dream
I carry the formless in my wide arms towards the horizon
As I see white plains of nothing except you in my arms red and blushed..

And I behold my breath as I see you smile..
A sense of relief and a sense of expectation looks on me from a mile
As I feel the warmth of your slow breathing, I disappear...
I seem to glide in air with no feet and no direction
As I hear your heart pace with anxiety and unexplained aggression
I see no more my torso except my arms still carrying you
For you have me un-cuffed, with my words unlocked in paradise

I glide in euphoric vacuum with you in my arms
Hurt and confused for reasons unexplained I look at those unspoken eyes
Wanting to come close, breathing to my rhythm - yet
Yet! Dazed, Earthly and unconscious - You deserve more
And I see my arms disappear, concerned that I dropped fragility
I see you stand in front of me in pristine glitter
What would I not do ?
Annihilate a zillion me, eat a million sun, gallop a thousand dreams
But....Kiss just one you
For you have me un-cuffed, with my words unlocked in paradise

I look for answers to questions unasked..
I loose my last breath on an unexplained riddle..A soft petal
Just when I close my eyes for the last time to unite with my beloved
I feel the definition of sensuality on my lips
A kiss -
And I turn to see my head caressed in those arms that I dreamt
Holding me gently and looking at me to live forever..TOGETHER

Are you ready?

Jay >> (euphoria - Are you ready ?)
L De G .. Are you ready ?

A Dime for that Candy...

Looking dazed right through the white void
flashes of news spike in my mind's eye
like a old newspaper image, I see
See images of floating feelings.
Appreciation and not sadness is what I feel..
Energy, Enough to bounce like an eel
Yet I long for the serene peace of void silence

Starring naked without guilt or inhibition
The intricate curls on this beautiful statue satisfies..
Satisfies the aggressive mind and senseless emotions
There he sits in benevolent paradise
Eyes half closed & Spirit transcendental
Flowers fresh, raw and uncut by his side
The flavor of sandal smoke raises like my thoughts..
No limits, No fate, No influence - Pure and endless

I raise like the waves on a full moon spectacle
My mind wanders away from the temple with peace and harmony
I bow to the monk in holy saffron as I hear the holy chants
Magnificent feelings of unexplainable creativity surges
And I seem to soar like a gull across the San Francisco bay
Slow and low, with ease and no end or no beginning
Clouds of Power and Might breeze my chest to exhilaration
And I transform to this gigantic puzzle

Like a dream catcher, I waffle with no syrup
square and defined, grids and mazes
I cease and smile looking at my own words
Before I know, I realize the journey..
Tibet to San Francisco, clouds to a Waffle
I think of Thoreau and his cabin woods
And the other stories I read on Tom Sawyer and Scarlet Pimpernel

I chuckle when I think of Huckleberry Finn
But the classics resound my lost spirits when I relish this spiced gin
And I wonder for a moment the strangeness of this existence
Pinot grigio, marble cheese and beautiful creation...
Neither you nor her get this interesting brew
Old and pure, yet new and sour
And if you know what it is...Hold it since it belongs to you !
And if you don't here is a sweet dime for that candy you know...
Ha Ha Ha Ha ha.....

>> Jay - Nov 2005
This one is for you Elisha....
Behold the inspiration.

Shimmy Shimmy...

Beating up the floor, feeling little sore...
Moving round in circles, I groove, I move...shimmy shimmy move
Waiting for the rhythm, I hear up on my soul
Perched on big branch like that big eyed owl...I move and move

I refrain, I hold..I control but these ain't my spell
I rhyme, I think and I gasp and my lungs swell..
Breathing hard, I feel her..feel her like never before
Still moving and moaning...I feel, feel the trans, the beats..

The blue lights shimmer, shimmer on Buddha...ahhh my my ! The ink is dry but not her skin...And I think I move..
When I see those feet swirling high and low...I get down
This ain't another bling bling doll..but an art that fucks my mind..

Turning around, I hear the track change and a hand on me...
Flowing through the finger tips and across those shapely shoulders...I loose !
loose sight of the obvious in to her curves, undefined and beautiful..
Looking at the little heart, embracing that beautiful neck...I cease to rhyme...

Moving close, looking at those blue spears of innocence....
I close them...them eyes !! and wishfully blow my mellow air faint with vodka and no tonic
They batter to the rhythm, but I am lost when those strands of blonde fly gently...
And I hold 'em, hold 'em with my might....

Eagerness, softness, promise and a stain of blissful pain stares at me
I wonder....skip a beat, move my feet and look at the sky
Only to see it explode...passion, encore and lightning speaks...
Just when I know it's her lips....I realize my hold on her blonde mane
Like a bull frog my tongue unwinds to caress those lips drenched in bloody Estee Lauder...

I cease, I realize...I smile
Nod my head and dig my head under those fresh linens
sheepish and guilty, my tongue rolls on those belly rings..
Gently I pull till I know it's for real....not the ring but this dream !!!

Fuck the mind not the soul !
Peace out my million pieces, stop not till you are ONE.

>> Jay - Nov 2005 (Shimmy Shimmy...)

Orgasms of Vertex & Me

Naked and reveling under the midnight sky
Hounding wolves and passionate fire fly from the piercing glances of your eyes
keep wondering what is gone !
Never realize if it is the pain or it is the shame..
Shame that burnt a thousand cities...For my prayers were done one eyes down
Failing to see the right or the wrong


Is it the nostalgia of familiar places?
Or is it my woken dreams of blushing crimsons
Tears in the water land floating atop the mammoth waves...Wonder !
What is flowing?
Holding the freshness of your hair in my lost grip...I wonder
Jasmines, lilies and wild red roses..

The faint music of Harp makes me wonder where I am
Enough to open a left eye to let a tear flow down in the rain..
I cease to exist for the moment when I feel no gravity
Looking down things move in absolute suspension...
The curves of my anguish rolling from my eyes turn bright and red
Wonder why is the world grey and black when bright red touches the ground...
There is no gravity, no senses, no sound but a million explosions of mind-blowing intellect...
Who am I?

And in from the explosions, bounces my vision like mercury boiling
a vision so clear and so independent, that has no compulsion..
Blossoming in to a morph of smiles and angels, blue and white with no sense of direction
Fluttering their wings spanning the face of this very existence.... they fly
Fly like a non existent bird that never knew what wings were for..

Make me complete you...broken thoughts of wet canvas
are you a painting or a trans of me in your deepest thoughts
Wonder what makes me shine like the stars in the night sky...
Is it the smile on your lovely face or those lips wet from unkissed murals
Murals of you and me in the never land of perfection..

Never cease to control this flow, just don't know what's this blow
A blow so deep that I fail to see the horizon..
All I see is unexplained vastness that does not have a name or map
But zillion stretches of untold speed in space and beyond

Will take more than you to know what this speak is..But if you do, you know the labor of imagination is in the untold orgasms of vertex and me…

Lost Definitions

Words stuck in between, thoughts of abstractions rolling with the drums
No directions defined, no destinations chartered – Interrupted aggressions

Rusted like nautilus nail, unable to spell the force of unveil
Complex patterns of cumulonimbus clouds – Rolling tears

Perfection practiced, but paradise not understood
Pledging legions to solitude and harmony – Explorer

Gazing at whiteness seeing the black, it never was so clear
Patterns of crystal and spider weaving the masterpiece – Intelligence