Love

Water itself maybe the source of life but your existence is enough to sustain me for eternity.

A thunderstorm is never seen alone, the announcement of their arrival is made loud and clear, but why does it bring me serenity?

The rain droplets run down my face, quenching the vast dry lands of my heart.

My lands have cleared and in its place a mass of water bore me lilies,

Your eyes seem to bloom prettier and brighter than the sunflowers,

For in the absence of the sun they have each other to support and grow from,

Your love blossomed a garden in a seemingly deserted land.

You gave hope to a hopeless soul and there is no reward to thank you enough for what you have done.

So please accept my bouquet of gratefulness and let me pay homage to your love.

Deeply I sink to a bottomless ocean where flowers surround me.

The waters pull me into a calming embrace, singing a soft lullaby as I drift away.

My Goodbye to you…

I know its hard to say goodbye, the wry smile you gave me as I made you laugh at my terrible jokes, you are pained by the fact that we have to part… it hurts me to leave you too. I cup your face in my hands and embrace your lips with mine and I’ve never felt happier with you like this. These damned lips of my mine… these hands of hatred, I can’t tell you what I’m about to do.  I have to let you go, my love and as much as I hate to part, this is the best for both of us. Our memories together in that wide green field, you rolled around in the grass with me and no regard for our clothes. You’re face above mine and the sun rays glowing through your hair as it tickled my face before we kissed. I’ll never forget our love but these memories are all I have of you for me to go on. I can’t imagine how much pain I’ve put you through and after this, you’ll curse me out till I die. I’d be happy to know that you’ll be thinking of me even in an enraged state and I hate myself for that. I hope you find someone better who will love you, support you and cherish you as much as I would. So goodbye, for now, my darling, I’m off to become a better version of myself.

I see the lovers…

I see the lovers compose their sonnets: professing their love  and deep desires,

I see the lovers holding hands and lost in each others touch, the warmth of each others company

I see the lovers regretting past mistakes and move on as if nothing happened

I see the lovers cry in happiness and distress, emotions galore that seek redemption from uncanny visitors.

I see the lovers scar each other for an act they call love, they say you cannot hurt someone you don’t love but can you really find it in your heart to hurt the one you love?

I see the lovers walk away from each other, subtle disputes that break your tower, what seemed like an eternity to build.

I see the lovers forget, holding someone else this time and whisper “I love you”. Is it really possible to love again after all that?

I sit here and judge them, I shrug to myself; “so much for love!”

Eerie Piece; Mirrors

I looked into the mirror and I saw myself.

I looked deep within my eyes and within my soul, but all I saw was myself staring back at me, someone despair as me. Longing for acceptance.

I looked deep within myself to find what I had lost.

For what I had lost cannot be discovered, it must be earned.

I truly felt alone for the first time, a thousand mirrors may not cure the loneliness I feel, all those depressed faces staring back at me, all those faces to pardon.

Despair.

Fear.

Sadness.

Loneliness.

All these eyes look back at me.

I stared into the mirror from dusk till dawn. The shadows play games with me.

They show me a different person each time.

At dusk the ravenous beast appears

And by dawn it vanishes out of sight.

The mirror and it’s games, they lie to me.

If I wiped the mirror clean, maybe I’ll see myself better.

The road

I crossed the wide road to get to the other side.

The width of this road seemed never ending,

And somewhere down the road,

In the distance I noticed something fast with a speed and flashes of light.

My movement couldn’t adhere with my fear

And soon as the light collided unto me and immobilised the movement in me.

Danger? Fear? Shock?

Unrealised, my body is now not on my own accord.

The shrill pain swept over me like a scream.

Odd enough it didn’t come out of my mouth.

The man rushed to my aid, and swore and never paid,

For the numbness crawled like a spider over my body leaving a trail of pain and cold design.

My body now no sense of convulsions, now decides to deteriorate.
Voices I heard in the distance, nothing could lead me back to them.

I followed the light and didn’t stop, neither to catch my breath.

Even though my aim was to cross the road to the other side,

I have found what I was looking for and I could never be more happier.

Broken pieces

Love, that I had lost many

Too pale, too weak, too skinny.

My heart had pounced out of my chest to reach the broken one, to fix.

Nearer now I’ve noticed the broken pieces need no fixing.

The gullible one tricked and dragged to the dirt, my love betrayed and dirty.

For sorry was all I felt but you didn’t , 

So I fell hard and I will get my revenge.

What use would that heart avenge? 

For my broken pieces I can’t a’mend.

The weakness

A weak heart wrecks it all.

But even the strong will see its fall. Feelings so strong that might break a heart.

Skimpy, yet weak do the same as darts.

A lost love had never returned, Still this memory, etched and burned.

Feelings as strong as fire, will it be strong enough to melt my ice cold heart?

Miseries in life

Lived a life with miseries,

yet I hoped not to see my enemies.

So many loved and lost

none have the opportunity nor cost

Lived  a life with miseries,

though no one saw it deep within me.

I scarred myself to realise

My intentions are not worth the eyes.

Lived a life with miseries

and people didn’t blame me for the things I did.

My life, my world, my people

began to realise that pupil

no talent, no motivation, no self esteem

they were so wrong that they would seem.

Lived a life with miseries

yet I never gave up on my dreams.

The things I said and the things I did

would someday send a powerful message.

Until then, I will finish my never ending race.