Love Unfound (& Lost).

I am no respecter of age
But I do respect your soul,
You moved upon me gently
Across my rivers
With ripples of emotions:
Confusion of
Weeping and joy.

Honesty, so clear
As mineral water,
I wish I was born
On the same time line,
Orbit, Solar system,
To be aligned with you.

And if I exist immortally
I am hoping to find you truly,
As the left and right hands join together,
Walking freely through the park in Summer.

The humming you hear is not from the birds or bees
It's the thoughts that resonate around my mind
Like the night and day around the earth
And I do thirst, for you in ways unimaginable.

Burning footsteps, who dare to walk through my deserts
Be my rain and confuse the Lizards
Blind me once again with loving blizzards
Uncover every thing which is hidden
Rescue me from these secret shadowy chains
And render every insecurity, maim.

Until we reunite and we fall down again as rain
Regaining the food chain
Producing fresh wheat grain,
And allow our lust to put the rainbow to shame.

And I lost love like this
Like an angel lost it's halo
And for eternity, a memory unforgotten:
Saying 'hello' to every stranger I pass by
Because It might be you in disguise.

Please do not hide or be shy -
I promise not to lie or be sly.
Though Literally,
it's impossible to behave like this to you
And for now I will be content in the dark.

Until you arrive as my shooting star,
Wishing surely and longing to find out who you are.

Shaun Gordon aka Donusho 20/11/2011 ©

A Mental Alley (Mind Music).

A Mental Alley (Mind Music).

I am not into love,
and hugs are Temperamental
In my mind it sounds like heavy metal
oh I love you,
come here and hug me:
I am a 'two-face' schizophrenic.

Only voices I befriend,
choices are past tense
with the intent to make further amends.

Am I cleanse?
Too intense: hot and cold,
handle with care if you dare,
just put me down
where you found me in the first place...
No where.

Are we clear?
maybe so-so,
up and down like a yo-yo
so does that make us such as no-no
like a no-go area,
segregation.

Here we go again:
Confrontations and Arguments,
as i turn my hostility lower,
rewind and play it more softer, sweeter
and most definitely slower
ok, let's make up and get closer.

No fuck you!
Push you away and
erase you like a contact number,
A ghost you become
and haunt me in my slumber,
'til I heat you up like summer,
suffer a fever
and shiver like a cold winter.

Many are the colours.

My reflection of the interactions or conversations,
from the merging nations that builds up more and more
like an overcrowded population,
shouting above each other in gridlock
in a moment of chaos of abstraction.

This is sweet music in my Mind.



Shaun Gordon aka Donusho 31/7/2010 ©

Rose's

Rose's

I saw these roses
and thought of you
It looked so electrifying
and so warm with love.

Never hide your light,
bravely smile
and let it shine
even in the rain.

Let no pain
take you off
your life's goals or dreams,
focus!

Let your thorns
protect you from
every forbidden hand
only allow whats right
to handle you.

Though your strong
you are still tender loving Lady
that needs to be handled
in a Gentleman's way.

And on that Day of his Arrival
only then your thorns will soften
and you will exhale fresh perfume.

A love that only
both of you consume,
flourish and bloom,
so believe these Roses
represents
you.
x



Shaun Gordon aka Donusho 26/8/2010 ©

Note: Another old poem of mine I found.