White Toothbrush


I question time,

as her toothbrush lies next to mine.


She tries to be on time,

sways her hips against mine,

sex appeal – sublime,

Her ass – ┬ádefined.


I’m groovin to Southern Rock,

where the lights are Neon,

and the Kings, Leon,

She’s replaying on my mind,

Her toothbrush lies next to mine.


She’s a firecracker,

A burst of energy,

I’m a fire starter,

She’s diggin on me.


We have an electronic story,

and electric chemistry,



Our electronic fate,

got us sharing Colgate.


Her white toothbrush lies next to mine.




She adds color to my every page,

She sees me through distance,

When she engages,

In instances.

She adds music to my words,
She adds chirping to the birds,
She adds cool to water,
Her daddy’s daughter.

She functions through distance,
Hates my persistence,
Loves my resistance,
Confused at our coexistence.

She’s the stars to my galaxy,
Looking at that sky,
We looked at those planes, lazily,
In PD,  we reached that high.

Distance, she excels,
We evolve,
There will be no bells,
No problem to solve,
Just distance.

Keeping it Together

I’m just keeping it together, 

As my mind wander,

As the people circle the bend,

Seeking my undeniable end.

I’m holding it together,

As if it really mattered,

As if feelings of desire,

Could really inspire.

Inspire today,

Disappoint anyway,

It’s falling apart,

Starting from my heart.

I’m just keeping it together,

For now.

Wind on Heat


So the wind hit my face.
The weather was hot and the sudden breeze hit my face and immediately triggered memories.
It brought me back to when I was a kid, when I spent the majority of my time outdoors, playing sports, bracing the heat and appreciating the colder wind.
Back then I didn’t know any other fun other than being outside. Screens were not as important back then.
I ate my lunch in school, on a tree, alone, waiting for the time to meet my mates to play football or to join some kind of sports practice.
Those were little bits of solitude, which I should have known would shape the person I would grow up to be.
Heat was not a problem, now it is.
So today, for a moment, I was that little boy again.
And that made me smile.
Life was good as a kid.

Waiting for Tomorrow

My days are hard,
Every moment is a struggle,
My worries are endless.

“Don’t feel sorry for yourself”,
They murmur,
They have no idea,
That their simple lives,
Stare at me,
“Ahh such simple decisions”,
They have it so easy,
Yet they taunt me,
They have had it all set for them,
And I worry myself into a mess for them.

These days are hard,
And I wish I had a shoulder,
I wish I had patient ears.

These days are long,
They tire me,
They drag on and on.

I’m holding on,
For each day of sorrow,
Promises brighter prospects,
I wait for tomorrow.

Hotel windows

There’s a little light peeking,
Through the window,
Of yet another hotel room,
Filled with hope but really just sorrow.

I’m done with hotel rooms,
They are sad,
They are lonely,
They are forgone.

Dad, I know you are fed up too,
Your whole life in hotel rooms,
This job is insane,
This life is inhumane.

I want something else,
I want clarity, organised chaos,
I want cool air of the trees,
I want you anywhere but your knees.

I miss your grace,
I miss your face,
I miss your soul,
Missing you is taking its toll.

Another room, another window,
Another view, another day,
Another hope, another pipedream.

I’m leaving, I’m leaving, he says,
Mother and dog holds on,
Life slips away,
I need stability of another Universe.

Another window.

MM 6.5.15



Ma, mother, mommy, mama … I love you. And though sometimes it’s hard to explain, and our love is tough, we leave the niceties at the front door and we are real, sometimes it’s hard to convey.

But Mama it’s hard to see u worry,
It’s hard to see you sick,
I feel I’m so damn sorry,
That I couldn’t do better by u yet.

But you are all I ever had
And you are still all I have.

Mama, I never wanna go back,
To that isolated ward,
Where tubes were running through u,
When I was sunked to the floor.

The blood and the helplessness,
I never can forget,
Now they give you this news,
Such cruel cruel fate.

But you are tough,
You always have been,
A cancerian never wants to admit defeat,
Even while staring right at it.

Dont lose hope,
Cause you are all I got,
Don’t worry we will make it through,
Let it be something that time just forgot.

I wanted to tell you this decision I’ve made today so bad, it’s important, its big and I really need to do it now.
But now how can I really? You would never stop me but I can’t never leave you. Now when insulins part of this insanity.

You are all I got and frankly I’m pretty much all you got.

Ma, life is tiring indeed,
Your son is losing hope too,
I’ve worked all the angles,
I’ve played all their tunes,
I’ve sat at the desks,
I’ve stood at their mics,
I’ve kneeled before their statements,
I’ve wrote my last lie,
And I need that exit,
But you need a lifeline,
And I’m sorry I never made more of myself,
So that this would be an easier thing,
I’m sorry and I’m sorry,
I’m tryin my level best,
Please hang in there,
Cause ur son can’t do this without you,
Not this ugliness,
Not this unfairness,
That you were tough enough to see through.

Give me a little more time,
And I’ll come good, I swear.

Cause you are all I got and frankly I’m all you have.