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“Our lips were for each other and our eyes were full of dreams. We knew nothing of travel and we knew nothing of loss. Ours was a world of eternal spring, until the summer came.”

“Ô, Muse of the Heart’s Passion, let me relive my Love’s memory, to remember her body, so brave and so free, and the sound of my Dreameress singing to me, and the scent of my Dreameress sleeping by me, Ô, sing, sweet Muse, my soliloquy!”

“Ô, Wanderess, Wanderess When did you feel your most euphoric kiss? Was I the source of your greatest bliss?”

“Even as I hold you I think of you as someone gone far, far away. Your eyes the color of pennies in a bowl of dark honey bringing sweet light to someone else your black hair slipping through my fingers is the flash of your head going around a corner your smile, breaking before me, the flippant last turn of a revolving door, emptying you out, changed, away from me. Even as I hold you I am letting go.”

“(This is from a tribute poem to Ronnie James Dio: Former lead vocalist of the band Rainbow, Black Sabbath. This is written with all the titles of the hit songs of DIO. The titles are all in upper case) You can “CATCH THE RAINBOW” – “A RAINBOW IN THE DARK” Through “ROCK & ROLL CHILDREN” “HOLY DIVER” will lurk “BEFORE THE FALL” of “ELECTRA” “ALL THE FOOLS SAILED AWAY” “JESUS,MARY AND THE HOLY GHOST”- “LORD OF THE LAST DAY” “MASTER OF THE MOON” you are When my “ONE FOOT IN THE GRAVE” With our “BLACK”, “COLD FEET”, “MYSTERY” of “PAIN” you crave You’re “CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE”, “BETWEEN TWO HEARTS” When “HUNGRY FOR HEAVEN” “HUNTER OF THE HEART” hurts “FALLEN ANGELS” “FEED MY HEART” “FEVER DREAMS” “FEED MY HEAD” “I AM” “ANOTHER LIE” “AFTER ALL (THE DEAD)” Not “GUILTY” if you “HIDE IN THE RAINBOW’’ With your perfect “GUITAR SOLO” “DON’T TELL THE KIDS” to “DREAM EVIL” Don’t “GIVE HER THE GUN” to follow “DON’T TALK TO STRANGERS” Those “EVIL EYES” can see “LORD OF THE NIGHT” “MISTREATED”; “MY EYES” hate to fancy “SHAME ON THE NIGHT” “TURN UP THE NIGHT” Now it’s “TIME TO BURN” “TWISTED” “VOODOO” does “WALK ON WATER” And today its our turn “BLOOD FROM A STONE” “BORN ON THE SUN” I’m “BETTER IN THE DARK” “BREATHLESS” The “PRISONER OF PARADISE” you are! Forever you are deathless “SACRED HEART” “SHIVERS” Laying “NAKED IN THE RAIN” “THIS IS YOUR LIFE”- “ WILD ONE”! Your “GOLDEN RULES” we gain “IN DREAMS” “I SPEED AT NIGHT” I’m “LOSING MY INSANITY” “ANOTHER LIE”: “COMPUTER GOD” Your “HEAVEN AND HELL”- my vanity! By “KILLING THE DRAGON” “I COULD HAVE BEEN A DREAMER” I’m “THE LAST IN LINE” To “SCREAM” Like an “INVISIBLE” screamer Now that you are gone “THE END OF THE WORLD” is here “STRAIGHT THROUGH THE HEART” “PUSH” “JUST ANOTHER DAY” in fear “CHILDREN OF THE SEA” “ DYING IN AMERICA” Is it “DEATH BY LOVE”? “FACES IN THE WINDOW” looking for A “GYPSY” from above Dear “STARGAZER” from “STRANGE HIGHWAYS” Our love “HERE’S TO YOU” “WE ROCK” “ONE MORE FOR THE ROAD” The “OTHER WORLD” anew “ONE NIGHT IN THE CITY” with “NEON KNIGHTS” “THE EYES” “STAY OUT OF MY MIND” The “STARSTRUCK” “SUNSET SUPERMAN” Is what we long to find “THE MAN WHO WOULD BE KING” Is the “INSTITUTIONAL MAN” “SHOOT SHOOT” to “TURN TO STONE” “WHEN A WOMAN CRIES” to plan To “STAND UP AND SHOUT” before “ THE KING OF ROCK AND ROLL” Though “GOD HATES HEAVY METAL” “EAT YOUR HEART OUT” to reach the goal. From the poem- Holy Dio: the Diver (A tribute to Ronnie James Dio)”

“Be the man who has the spirit of a ruthless tiger, ravaging every dusty corner of my soul. Be the man for whom I will tame myself voluntarily.. Be the man who can make me forget my birth date in moments of utter dellusion. Be the man whose arms are my harbor, whose lips are my shore, and whose name is my only salvation. Be the man who erases my past and draws my future with trails of roses and kisses. Be the man who makes me sigh behind the windows of Poetry, longing to be written. Be the man whose cigarette's ashes are confounded with mine. Be the man whose voice moves mountains inside me. Be the man whose eyes devour the innocence within me with every piercing glance. Be the man for whom I will transform exceptions into rules. Be the man who will dare to tear this poem from my hands. The man who will rewrite with the uncertainty of the futur every single one of my verses.”

“The Himalayan Sonneteer Anybody can be extraordinary, If they are born into privilege. But only the ones with no background, Can exude the impossible radiance. Some lights are far too bright, For an amateur species to see. Just like we can't hear above 20 kHz, Humanity fails to fathom impossibility. That's why they idolize artificial lights, Because the sun is beyond comprehension. If they ever stare straight at the sun, They'll go blind for sure, there is no question. So they celebrate little hills with skin-deep charisma, While it takes the world centuries to fathom the Himalayas.”

“One day the world stopped because of the thing. We knew it was there and knew it was dangerous because, you know, it left bodies in the dirt. We all stayed in – couldn’t touch, shouldn’t meet, mustn’t dance. God forbid we kiss. Eventually, the thing got tired. Besides, it knew it wasn’t welcome, even though, the grass grew better, and the birds worried less, and the air breathed deeper as the humans breathed less. We all stayed in – couldn’t touch, shouldn’t meet, mustn’t dance. God forbid we kiss. I hope we remember what we once did; blocking airways, blocking enemies, blocking friends. Let things mend. One day, the world stopped. Another day, it started again and acted like it had never stopped. It does things like that. I do hope we remember that life is not long and love is not free, unless it is.”

“Sonnet of Poetry Poet is no servant of the dictionary, Dictionary is servant to the poet. Poet is no servant of language, Language is servant to the poet. It's poetry that makes the language, Language makes no poetry, my friend. Poet exists not to serve a linguist's whim, But to breathe life into human language. I've said repeatedly, language has limitations, Only with poetry we can surpass some of 'em. Sticklers for grammar make lousy poets, If feeling doesn't surpass grammar, poetry it ain't. Poetry is the most potent of all literary forms. If prose is candle light, poetry is dawn.”

“Poetry and Philosophy (The Sonnet) Good poetry is but philosophy, Good philosophy is but poetry. It is only the majority amateurs, Who insist on a divided duality. Poetry is not about the rhyming, Philosophy is not about profundity. A warm philosopher is walking poetry, A gentle poet is walking philosophy. Poetry is the most potent form of philosophy, As it brings illumination through simplicity. Anybody can make things sound more complicated, Only the best philosophers can write good poetry. In philosophy, deeper we go, simpler things get. Philosopher talks of light, poet swims in it.”

“Never Ask (The Sonnet) Never ask a poet, Why they write what they write. If they knew why they write, No poetry will have any light. Never ask a painter, Why they paint what they paint. If they knew why they paint, All paint will turn bleak and faint. Never ask a scientist, Why they are curious the way they are. If they knew the reason for their curiosity, There wouldn't be any science, nor uplift's desire. The drive for expression takes a million shapes, When all combine without condescension we'll see God's face.”

“Prince of the Ghetto: They hate me because I'm poor. They despise me because I'm common. They reject me because I fight for the ghetto. Let me tell you about the slums. Let me tell you about the shanties. Let me tell you about the ghetto. Roaches do not bother us. Violence does not frighten us. Reality does not intimidate us. At birth, our portion is pain. At birth, our portion is sorrow. At birth, our portion is death. We see what others do not. We hear what others do not. We feel what others do not. We experience what others do not. We laugh but there is pain in our laughter. We sing but there is distress in our songs. We dance but there is agony in our steps. The world was built on our backs. The world was built on our tears. It was built on our misery. It was built on our blood! We are sons. We are daughters. We are mothers. We are fathers. We are the poor. We are the wretched. We are your problem. We are the ghetto.”