Asteroid II

There is no question that I'm here

Plummeting away into nothingness,

Seemingly going nowhere, yet taking you

Away from everything you've known.

There is no question that I'm drawn,

For your magnetic field is strong

And our poles are all aligned;

And I don't know what to do about it.

How much, is the question though,

Can an asteroid love a planet;
More than the sun? probably not,

For you're the only life in that orbit,

And I am but a crazy, careless asteroid

With no fixed path, home or plan, with

Nowhere to return to, nowhere to reach;

Not much I really know for sure,

Spinning too close to the edge,

Dancing dangerously, destroying

Things I meet, unless I let go

But I seem to be unable to break away

From this pull of your gravity.

I don't know why you hold on
With that passive embrace.

Is it a curiosity for the unknown?

Towards mystery - temporary, destructive,

Like a moth's attraction to the flame?
Or is it something else I don't realize?

That made you step out of your coach,

Setting your veil aside,
Night after chilly night, away

From your central heating?
Day after thoughtful day,

Setting aside the aircon, the wine,
The blankets, thewarm breezy summers
Followed by brief cuddly winters,

Off the smooth obstacle-free roads, 

You and your bright shining knight,
Your monarch; and I a rogue, a bandit,
A petty thief; a selfish Robin Hood.

My path is rocky, the next step unknown;

And the crater caused by this impact,

Will fill up with water soon;

And be long forgotten, covered maybe

By a lake, with trees and life growing around.

You've always been gentle on me; yank harder;

It might hurt, but then it hasn't gone too deep,

For all I have are some words and some hope,

And these won't really carry us far;

And the pupils of our eyes will soon adjust,

And this mind will learn to wander again.

So let's try this again; another shot -

And maybe together we can break away;

Let poor little conscience prevail.

There's no need to worry, time's still on our side,

And the seasons will warm up your days.

We could burn our own incandescent way, 

The burner on low flame, preserving the fuel

Through the darkness, the mysteries, the cold;

We could light our way across time and space,

And I could hold on to your hand till the end.

We might stumble across a beautiful sky,
But the future is frailer than a philosopher's faith 

And if this cannot be, then this is the time to act -

One giant tug, one drastic push, one bittersweet farewell;

For the longer we stay the tougher this gets,

And I don't wish to cause an apocalypse.

I have braced myself already, just 

And you can keep the part of me that remains;

For I'm already enriched by the time 
That we spent; and I'll be closer to myself

Through the rest of my asteroidal days...

A Poet

A manufacturer of processed passion
A mechanic of broken dreams
A doctor of ailing souls
An engineer that bridges worlds
A seeker of love and meaning
A pilot of hope and dreams
He's a concubine of words never told

A plumber of broken common sense
A soldier of justice, a guardian of truth
A sultan of rhymes, a sailor of words
A slave of destiny, a master of will
A prisoner of life, a keeper of time
A servant of age, a messenger of peace
He's a broker of stocks never sold

He's a lover of life and a liver of love
He's a beacon for the young and the old...

Solitary Eagle

There is one eagle in the sepia sky,
And he's not the same old one.
His form is the same, but
His spirit has changed;
He's not clueless any more,
He's not troubled by the wind,
He's stopped circling around,
He's out from the endless spin;
There's no one by his side,
Except his wisdom and strength
And a pride of the world within him -
No, he's not proud like a rooster
Delusional and oblivious of the truth,
With bulging muscles and tight t-shirts,
And the loud cellphones and the cocksureness,
But more like the owl, waiting and watching
Sure of himself, not bothered by the rest;
And definitely like the eagle he's meant to be,
Soaring above everything else.

Boatman

You can't stop me from loving you;
You can close all the doors,
And lock all the gates,
Seal all the windows,
Place fences around your island,
Barricade the roads as well,
And I will still love you;
For even if I cannot have you,
I still have an idea of you,
And I have a pretty good idea too.
And my love is not a static one -
Not one that will get me stuck;
No, it's an infinite kind
That will take me away,
From one manifestation of you;
And seek out instead, all the
Other forms you may have -
And while the current is strong
And my boat might be frail,
I will fix a broken part each day;
And while the ocean is vast
And my will has no sail,
I won't put my paddles away...

Aquafina

We're inside a womb, all cozy and sound
With a corkscrew to hold us inside
Getting fed all the while, dreaming without a care
And then we pop out bubbling with tears
Coz the comfort is replaced by the chill of the world
With anxious faces and excited eyes
Passing on the ways of this world
You try and make sense till you find your own way
Through the nonsense that's accepted best
You're rushed through your school
Grinding wisdom away
And building skills from the powdered flour
You race on ahead with a hat on your head
With no time to stop and ask
To find out where you're headed
To figure if you'd like to go there
Or even if you're headed the right way
And if you're lucky and not murdered or raped
Or sent to the prisons or bombed or shot
Or become a victim of circumstance
Or just are in general a jinxed piece of flesh
Then you carry on as you normally do
Making babies, passing on the lies
Pushing them right into the mess, into
A world where wifi is cheaper than Aquafina
And we're fighting and polluting our souls
Over invisible lines and absconding gods
We're always catching up and never at rest
And we're so sure that we're on the right track
But I wonder if anyone read the fine-print that says
Best before 9 months from manufacture?

Play

I sleep a lot more these days
And I dream on when I'm awake;
For you're still with me inside my head,
Where I play all those moments again;
And when they're done, I create new ones
In places I'd like us to visit together;
And when I wake up, I seal my lips
With the kisses you plant in these dreams,
So they don't mind not uttering a word,
And don't distract you from your lines,
So you can play those careful parts,
Without mixing up names on-stage;
I chain my hands with your warm embrace,
So my fingers don't write a word;
But what do I do with every ounce of me
That reverberates with your memories,
And resonates with your thoughts,
Even as I try to walk away gracefully,
To be remembered or maybe forgotten
As a bad actor who forgot his lines,
And walked away without a second glance, for
I can't read these lines from the fringes
And I can't play the lead in your play.

Asteroid

There was a collision, quite a spectacular one;
I, a rebel asteroid, and you a tamed planet
Doing your rounds patiently, until we crashed.
I guess you spun a bit out of your orbit,
And yeah, you stunned my reckless motion.
We're still dazed and bruised I guess,
A tad disoriented as we try to find a way;
And the way I see it, only two paths remain -
We can either totter back to our old paths,
And we can let time do what it does best,
And we can live with just these memories,
As I limp along mine and you roll back to yours.
I know there's nothing wrong there
Things have been carefully placed,
All you need is to get back in line,
And continue your way on that eternal fall;
But then I wonder why you didn't hurry along
When you saw me, and stopped to crash instead;
I wonder if there's a reason in this we don't see,
A possibility towards something greater,
And if we could script our own path together.
Down with the system, down with the anarchy,
As we hold on to each other, and take the plunge,
And just go where this life will take us -
You, a rebel planet, and I, a tamed asteroid.