Looking For Parmach In All The Wrong Places

[Darth Eggplant]

*just to prove I can be as Mauve

as the next Eggplant can.*

BLACKNESS NEEDY IN A WORLD OF WHITE

 

Black Blob stain

on the page of White

Black Bone words

all made to Sing,

all their lives

waiting for the moment

when the Black Ink

sets me free.

 

Black Lace clinging

to a woman's thighs

Black silken skin

made to touch my desires

waiting for the moment

when the Black Lace

is meant for me.

 

Black Death streaming

in the midst of Black Night

Isolation and Darkness

meant for me all my life

waiting for the moment

when the Black Angst

releases me.

 

Black Sabbath,

all those Black Sundays;

Saturdays, Evenings,

Weekends and every Holiday.

Days and Nights waiting

for Jet Black Telephones

Black Words,

and Black Thoughts without you.

So distraught I am;

for in their contours

all I ever sought was You.

[Darth Eggplant]

DULL ACHE

 

Twisted Sisters clip my wings

wrap me round your finger

Life's cruel Mistress

Earthbound Angels

surrounding a mournful shadow

make me Laugh

tug my Heart Strings

make me Lament,

Morn

and Cry

Queens in waiting

Pawns in action

Loveless Lovers

Born to Die

catch me glimpsing

Fickle Fatal

Wink of Eyelash

Blood Red Lips

fall on Endless

fall on Hopeless

fall in Love so Mournfully

Clock has Stopped

as Night came Falling

Sigh

lose Heart

in Love's Dull Ache.

[Darth Eggplant]

I LOOK AT LIFE BUT I ONLY SEE YOU

 

I have seen Wonders

and have Dreamt

I have looked at Life

and felt it all so Temporary

many times I have asked,

what does Love mean to Me?

I have felt the warm glow

of the Sun at Noon

I have felt the softness

of Dew Glistening Meadows

I have often wondered

what Love really means to Me.

 

Is Love the Purr of a Kitten

a pair of satin laced gloves,

maybe Love is the spell cast

by the Sorceress

maybe Love is your Kiss;

Love is all mixed up.

 

I have seen the Wonders

of your Elegance

and have Dreamt at night;

of holding you closely.

I have looked at you my Love,

all my Life

for no Earthbound Beauty

by comparison

could ever match your

physical attraction,

no greater magic

could there be

than you.

 

Is Love

the Hope and Friendship

of Parents and Friends

with their Good Intentions;

Nay,

Love is Caress

Love is Your Heart Beat

next to Mine.

Love is Two Souls,

You and I.

 

I have seen Wonders

and have Dreamt a lot

but when I look at Life,

I only see You.

[Darth Eggplant]

 

LOVES PAWN

 

Why have I been the fool

can not forget her

why should I continue on

with the pain?

Why should I just live on

and let her go

why must I be the Pawn

in Loves foolish game

 

I have no choice

in the moves,

or directions

can not look back,

or retreat

can not Lie

I just move

square to square

and get captured

and as a Pawn every time

I am sure to die

 

Life is the Game

we all play being pieces

you like me,

just a Pawn

all the same

and as Pawns

we move about

capturing;

getting captured

but none of us know

what the Game is all about

 

And in past

how many Pawns

held the answers?

And in past

how many end up

with the key?

In the Game does the Pawn

get the Monarch?

That is why;

My Pawn is Pinned

I can't reach my Queen

 

Little Pawn,

Little Man

Little Chess piece

Little Woman,

Little Queen

A lot of Pain

Colours Black,

Colours White

does it matter?

We are all Pawns

never destined to be free.

[Darth Eggplant]

MOURNFULLY

 

I look out

over plains barren and flat

seeing Renaissance

on the Horizons,

I look back by looking forward

in the night mirrored in the gleam

of exultations

and though at night

the Neon glows quite thrilling

and though the Daybreak brings

Brilliant Sunrise

the morning brings me back

and fills my memory,

with the wonder of your smile

and the Love light burning

in your Eyes

I will remember waiting,

Mournfully

 

I can not surmise

what is happening to me

it has only been a few days

and I am so Lonely

I feel like it's been Forever

I feel like I am Dead

and blown away

I try to remember

that there comes the day

I count the Hours,

the Days

and won't forget you

for my Love I cannot hide

soon enough to you I will fly

but for now my Heart is aching,

Mournfully

 

I hurt inside

as much now as I did

when I returned back to our home

and found it vacant

Why then was I such a Fool?

I should have known my absence

would result in your flying from me

for all those months

I wrote, and ached

was faithful

a year past by

since you and I were alone

I came back just to find

your letter waiting

sitting dusty by the telephone

and now I am living all alone

and will Forever;

Mournfully.