Sapphire

The iridescent blue
Called to me once
The sky so far, the sea so strange,
Their turmoils, their dance.

The heat of Lanka
Baking the core of earth
And from its bloodied loins
Gave a Saturn birth

He was imprisoned
Under a throne
And I wonder
If I hear him moan

Riddled and lost
I write to make sense
The price rises high
When matter is less dense

But why blame matter
Gods there be, or you
The sea holds no promises
She can never be true

The sky makes the sun
Moon, and stars debate
Even feathers fall
Even air has weight

Put your hands in mud
Does it lie?
Is green better than blue,
Does it not die?

I seek forever
In an insignificant life
Look at humanity becoming
All of earth’s strife

But I look to me
And despite vanity
I become these colours
I am this reality

Beware

I cannot share;
But I must care.
I cannot hope
And I must cope
With love and life,
Both smiles and strife,
With wounds and tears,
Galloping years;
With love’s disdain,
With lust, with pain,
With darkened moons,
Blistering noons,
A starless sky
No will to try,
I cannot share:
Beware. Beware.
Hope’s forsaken,
Am I taken?
The wounds are raw,
No fatal flaw,
But smiles, though rare,
Force me to dare,
So I must care,
Beware, beware.