La belle dame

Created the God in all gold and ivory;
To batter many a man' s heart, princess.
Led by tender passion and avidity;
Illustrating his artistic finesse.

Enchanting all that surrounds you and wise;
Your manner, gentle with rare poise and grace.
Rarer is the charm of thy gleaming eyes;
Bequeathing their captives to a trance.

If Gentle thy manner, gentler thy soul;
True to the Lord and his veracious word.
Salvaging all that is vicious and foul;
Retrieved me from fury of the nether world.

Far away in distant lands may you be;
In my mind's eye, I exist not sans thee.

Norwegian Wood

With a perpetual smile on your radiant face;

You gently walked into my dormant barren life.

Enchanted was I, by your charm and grace;

That I forgot all about my eternal internal strife.

It was you my lady, who reacquainted me;

With the joys of summer and the thrills of winter.

Intoxicated was I, in your love blissfully;

That I lost myself in your benevolent persona.

No longer was I haunted by my malicious past;

Nor by the fears and insecurities of the future.

As the wheels of time came to a abrupt halt;

I became you, and what I saw was me .

To unfreeze time, as death unleashed its fangs;

I became the arid desert that I was once.

But my love, the very death which separated us;

Will very soon coalesce us for eternity.

I was deeply moved by the characters of Naoka and Toru of Norwegian wood by Murakami, which led to this post. This is my perception of what Toru would say before he chooses to embrace the already dead Naoka over Midori. Moreover not knowing what to call it, I just named it Norwegian Wood.

The Ghost Rider

The recrudescent ghosts of darkness vanquished,

The solemnity of my insouciance and nonchalance.

For the destitute of light , I lay paralyzed in anguish,

As the sun ensconced behind the stately mountains.

Encapsulated in the vacuousness of the night,

I lay alone at the mercy of its impenitent spirits.

Not a soul in sight to empathize with my plight,

I prayed for salvation by Faith and its merits.

With no redemption, but eternal suffering in sight,

I desperately called for Prince Mephistopheles. .

Retrieved, infused with the aspirations of Faust,

I reincarnated, reigning the ghosts of darkness.

Not sure if this piece was Inspired by the the story of "Faust", or a result of aspiring to be "Faust"!!...but definitely one of the two reasons. None the less found the story fascinating as a kid.