Keep waiting

                                                                     Keep waiting

 

For once,
I keep
You
Waiting
At the
Gates
With
No
Granted
Access.

For once,
You
Search,
You
Look
But
I’m
Nowhere
To be
Found,
Nowhere
To be
Touched
Or invaded,

Your wind
( Poor messenger !)
Keeps rowing
Looking
For an opening
But alas,
None
Is to be seen.

I finally
Had
My victory
Over you,

The battle,
Not the war.

I call for pleasure
And languid posture

You love martial
Arts
And blindly
Obedient
Creatures.

I’m none
Of that,
Sorry,

Not to be played
With,
Not a pon,
A random one
To be displaced,
Misplaced,
And worse,
Carried away…

Sorry,
I’m none
Of that…

I would
Like
Your love,
Untimely
And precious,
But you
Choose
To show
Me other
Faces,
To which
I won’t submit…

Sorry,
I’m none
of that.

« I see and
Sing by my
Own eyes
Inspired ».

I can be
Bought
Though,

For a
Greater good,

I like things
Of life,

Pure joys
And simple
Pleasures…

Sorry,
I’m none
Of that…

Let your wind
Linger a little
More,

You won’t
Enter

As long
As I don’t
Hear or see

Your softness
In action,

Your
« Useful »
help
(Utopia)
To what
I need and

Want to do.

Sorry,
I’m none
Of that…

Let your
Wind
Linger
A little
More

I have
Not yet
Entered
Your
Paradise
( Utopia).

In fact,
I’m grounded
Here,
Try another
Time,

When naively
I choose to
Offer my chest
To your mercy,

What a joke,

A simple
Caress
Suffices

To take
Me higher
And higher

Out of numbness
And pain,

From darkness
To light,

To clouds
On top
Of smoke.

They (whomever)

Support me,
They take
Roles.

Of course,
You are there,
But see,

I’m
Resilient
In the
End.

I will open
To the good
Things
And close

To what’s
Totally
Wrong
And
Definitely
Not alluring.

You know

What I mean:

Weakness
( unnecessary)
Disorientation
( confusion)
Vulnerability
( losing foot
In sea…).

You see,
In the
End ,
I know
You well,

Get out
Of my way,
When I need
A highway.

A highway
Of light
And untamed
Desire,

In a quiet sea
Of doom
Turning
Into gold
With each
Step,

Of that
Sacred
Foot
That stood
Long in
Prayers
Before
Joining
Hands

With
The rest
Of us,

If only
Stars
Could
Twinkle
In day
Light

I wouldn’t
Lose my course.

But Alas,
After the heat
Comes the beat,
After the beat
Comes the peace,

And soon,
Rest will
Take me
To my kind…
Of eternity.

 

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