Self-Reliance

(billymacdeus on his way going home on a cold windy morning, jeep commute)

The Isosceles Triangle

I became to be fond of the isosceles triangle
A dreamy and bouncy one
Reverberating as i touch, the isosceles triangle
So sweet and lovely one.



~billymacdeus


(Okay, dont be judgmental yeah? Hahahaha!)

Seven Times Seven? - I asked ...

You were angry at me, untiring.
Like the waves' infinite rhythm lapping on the shore.

Unforgiving, despising at my flaws.
Like the fiery sunlight, beaming on my window.

That reminds me, of how we got awaken
By its brightness
Under the sheets, our arms entangled,
In embrace

Now, you're gone...
A message from you, so deeply longed for.
Like a land, so barren
Waiting for the rain.

It has ceased now, i moved on.
Forgetful not, but acceptance and carrying on.
Have settled, none the less.
At the break of dawn, though.
I can hear my soul...
Its echoes
Its murmurs
And its cries.



~billymacdeus

Just Before Dreamland

Before i drift into slumber
Memories of not so long ago flashing,
On my vision, blurry now..
Almost my eyes would totally close
to sleep
But in between those blinks
I knew i smiled
For i saw your face smiling
But sleep keeps on pulling me
Although i wanted to still see
You, even in fragments
On my tired mind
Trying to prolong
The fleeting encounter
But what can i do?
My arms flailed tenderly
And slowly it stopped
And my eyes are closed now.
Yet in my consciousness
You are there,
Smiling back at me again...
And i knew my lips too,
Managed to smile back at you
And so at that fraction of a second
When our eyes locked
With each other -
That's when i knew
I went off
In entering dreamland.
With me is the calmness
For i know,
that when i
Wake up, and return to sleep
to rest...
I shall see you again.

... Just before dreamland

~billymacdeus

Homebound

The walk to home is like the feasting of the eyes
on a lush green valley, scenic and adorable;
breathtaking, incomparable.

The walk away from home is like the hopeless
shouting for the pain at least to stop;
excruciating, leaving you - teary eyed.


~billymacdeus