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A creature trapped in my chest Thrusts itself self-aborbedly, Breeding on itself incestuously, Screeches violently, Throws tantrums silently. My scream yearns for a voice. The horizon lurks there, Apparently infinite.  Yet here Is my substance begging for a place: Some patch of a space. My scream wants room to be in. Seclusion is unattainable. Solitude is a charm of past times. Company stalks you, forbidding You to mourn yourself. The damn Sentence of playing tougher And not having the privacy to suffer. Where is my time, my space, my voice… My dream to suffer in peace?

Your flaws are too bare to be missed. They stare at me in the nude: The naive side of you unkissed, Oh so easy to delude. That selfish animal neediness Begs me to nurture you. Yet what you want is not my kindness, It's just something to do. Why am I so wholly present in your absent kisses? Why am I the one everyone but you misses? I know now though, you've even fooled yourself, All your sugarcoated pretences, proudly on your shelf. I see them, I know them, I feel them I say. And soon I'll believe them too and realise: Like I always told you, you're too tall for me anyway.

The Mancunian purple of the sky Enchants, envious of the calm Arabian night, But lacks the ambiance of stars, doomed by The misty indigo clouds to be out of sight. The oddly coloured bricks, tessellated illogically, Pickin up the aubergine tint of the atmosphere The wind that hovers, awaiting the disguise of night, Before it whistles distantly, needin you to hear. For the moment though, it merely stirs the twigs. The picture, framed by my window. Why's the answer not there? Not. No. Not in the glimpses of others' lives that their windows reveal, Not in the distant buzzing hum of the traffic Not in the outdside I see o

A little touch will send a glow Through her being and you can feel it And you're a thief though you don't know And soon you'll skillfully steal it, You'll watch those lines, those traits that define, That exhibit her depths with catching pleasure And off goes that chain reaction of mine... So selfless...ooooh so selfish Do you really care for the explanation? The answer is not with Him, it's with You: in every confidence and hesitation There are two ends to strings. You need to learn to pull...