Last Love

Before I leave the womb of Earth,

To  scatter in dimensions ,beyond Birth.

In laps of Gods and in shadows of Silk

Weaved not out of tyrant time ,

But churned out of eternal milk

Shall I love once for last ,for sake of thy beauty Vast

Or will I be cursed on holy path,

 Where I must end all that boils

Including a lovers duty for thy holy beauty .

If I choose to be in warmth

And shadow of thine love

Would the Gods blame me?

For shallowness ,which my earthly flesh

Treasures so deep .

They say,

I must have my colorless wings

And cant afford the oil of thy love

On my feathers of righteousness that stings

And must vanish dry and barren

 into the white cottons of heaven.

So Angels giggle at my childish whims

And Demons ridicule my indigent dreams.

For I cannot be so bold;

To have both ,

earthly love and heavenly Gold

Winterwind

Who wants to love the Winterwind ?

Nobody does , for we bind ourselves

To daily strives in warm dens

But she wants to be heard, not for herself

But for the stories she brings in rain

Of rivers far across, dull and depraved and frozen.

Rivers who are mothers of your soil,

And everything you do, all your toil

Yet you hear her not .

And shut the blue doors

 You phony, criminal, rot.

So she goes crazy ,

And Rages and rages and rages.

And whirls upwards

To clouds ,her heavenly fathers .

And brings down the blizzards

upon everything beneath .

Kills the beggars ,

And flowers from last spring.

who have no doors to shut

Lambs sacrificed .

For the sins of others .

But I, though a Prince ,

Who had seen a thousand sorrows

And been happy ever since.

Welcome the Winterwind

To my daily palace .

I keep my furnace off

to chill with her

make love to her

without a blanket.

Then I ask , silently

What about Rivers ?Mothers?Rodents?Beggars?

She now blushes like a Young lady

And says,

‘ its okay ,I just wanted a lover.

I found it in you , I am blessed forever.

I shall be be back now and make new way

For the Spring’s flowers and Summer’s hay.’