POEMS ON THE THIN LINE BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE

WALKING THROUGH HEART ACHES

tears ordinary
they do not move me

con-artists abound
parading their tears

tears of blood
maybe their uniqueness

tired of cheating games
then i move on

OUTSIDE

that door you slammed
'bang' in my face
that was it

then you shut me out
pushed me away
violently shoving me

the joy on the outside
that i began to accept
enjoying it even

now you try to reach out
trying to embrace me
maybe i belong to the outside

GONE SOUR

when it becomes oil and water
read the writing on the wall

kick heartaches in the face
with raised head move on

see the silver lining
that dark cloud drifts away

those wounds now heal
fresh love is on the way

SOMETHING NOTHING DIED

take your affection elsewhere
something that never was died
thought it was called love
but that infatuation long died
call it the dawning of reality

THANKS TO THE DAUGHTERS OF ZEUS.THANKS TO THE FATAL ARROWS OF CUPID!THE FOLLOWING POEM HOWEVER IS INSPIRED BY EROS.

TO ANOTHER DANCER

it is that time again
the time for a new dancer
hear the sweet melodies
the dancers' nimble feet
the latent sweetness
there is no audience here
for it is a private dance
kept from prying eyes
that dance is sacred