silenced

after i heard that ‘shut up’

right inside my ear

suddenly

an invisible monster

a formless fear

entered my abode

and silenced

my tattered couches

and the cushions

that continuously echoed

and re-echoed

those foot-falls of your soft feet

now i continue to float

with the music of your silence

sounds instructing my soul

dancing your songs

even after you had left

at the day’s end

the old man’s house is bereft

of a constantly chirping bird

in whose eyes hung my hope

giving me direction

for my remaining distance

to cope with courage

my pilgrimage to heaven’s gate

that final bed warm and soft

requiring no brain

to discern

to stop at red

henry victor                  12.02.2013

from night

i wake with empty thoughts

but your essence overflows

filling all my emptiness

and every cave like cavity

in my days, but demanding

not to bend my knees before you

giving me not any extra grace

if i were to name you with praise

you expect me to work hard

thinking black and white thoughts

leaving enough space also for grey

thus is your prompt to live my day

henry victor          12.08.2018  

another unresponsive love

your cold hearted unresponsiveness

to my seeking you so fervently

makes my heart slow down

threatening even to stop pumping

that life giving blood to flow

to every fibre of my being

your hiding your face

and letting me not know your dwelling

that i may not reach you

to plead with you listen to supplications

overflowing from my heart

the centre of my desolations

your running away from me

with those gold ear-studs

your stone deafness and silence

of that widest wilderness

not even a camel, the desert ship

can enable me to reach you

to deliver my message

for my becoming whole

henry victor           16.04.2010

spicing my creativity

pain, fire that purifies gold, my soul

and patience, cooling time

for the settling of my mind

are spices for my creativity

constructing my poem, my life

making my song from deep

within my heart prompting a dance

for my body to increase flexibility

for the river within to flow freely

into the wider ocean, eternal cosmos

with neither birth to celebrate

nor death to mourn

henry victor          04.05.2010

if

if you do not want to tell me

the joys
of your friday evening
why should i reveal to you
my pain

you will remain
a stranger
not a brother, not a ...

i let you go

henry victor            03.08.2018

not cosmetics

naturally, i am handsome

beautiful

with no need for cosmetic

adornment

but by nature i am ugly

horrible

needing a systematic scrubbing

of my heart

henry victor          04.08.2018