Wednesday 25 November 2015

Have you been keeping your promises lately?



Remember, not so long ago, 
with passion strung high and pursuit running deep
desirous of an outcome, amidst loosing your sleep
you whispered words of promise, ones you vowed to keep ..



I'll find you.

I went astray today.
I lost my way today. 

In that split second instant when you held out the sun, in the tips of your fingers, and offered it to me. That Light was so blinding I had to blink a few times to clear my eyes. When I could see again, I found that I had strayed a long way from the path we were on, and the sun was back in the sky. 

But you
 were gone
and the Darkness was cold and empty.

I am searching for your light but now only the shadows show me the way

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I'm not afraid of the Dark.

I'll go back.


I'll find you.

Saturday 24 October 2015

Deaf Meets Mute






Within the silence
In your bed
Above the noise
Inside your head
It nudges, it whispers
It resonates
Yet, you cannot hear.

 I cannot say.






Sunday 23 August 2015

Stay


Go.
Go if you must.
But I so wish that you stayed..
Ain't the first time I've loved and lost
Nor the first time ; being betrayed.

The walls will come up again as they were
Another impetuous pallisade
Go on 
Go, if you must.
But I so wish that you stayed.

If the world were a ball of glass
Its only so long before it acquires a crack
It seems detachment is the operative word.
A virtue I seem to thoroughly lack

As you go,
You take away a piece of me,
and I will worry for I am afraid,
But really, go on 
Go,
If you must.
While I stand, wishing that you stayed.







Sunday 16 August 2015

For The Love Of Sin and Vice Versa

An Epitome of Love or A Monument to Murder?

Committing love. 
Condoning Sins.
It did not start from you.
Condoning love.
Committing sins.
It wont end with you.

I wonder what you are so afraid of then?