I love thee because I can't finish writing my book.
I love thee because you can be a lyric to a song.
That's why I love writing poems.
10.3.10
Neath the love Neath the lies Lays the soul that bids goodbye. Neath the tears Neath the fears the abundant laughter waiting to explode. Neath the clouds Neath the skies The sun waiting to shine.
Neath the hate Neath the curse The smile unhinge the heart survives.
Thank you for the heartbreak. For enriching my world With tears and sadness. For the pieces that I've picked and pasted.
Thank you for the heartache. That enriches my soul. The endless flow of clouds On my endless rainy days.
Thank you for the weakness Thank you for the strength The love that tasted bitter The love that was never there.
Thank you for the darkness. Where I found the light Thank you for the friendship Thank you for the lies.
Thank you for the goodbyes Thank you for the hellos Thank you for showing me where my heart is And thank you for breaking it to pieces.
I wanted to say hi. But words fell on the sideways. searching for that familiar tune, Humming in my memory.
Time turned, time ticked Filling the empty spaces. Neath the mangled words, my empty days.
I wanted to say hello. And wanted to ask why. But words fell on the sideways, All the hurt I now hide.
9.3.10
be still 07/09/09
keep still my heart, please learn it learn to let go, to bid it to calm down not to panic when it's time to let go time to farewell.
keep still my heart, stop aching a day will come when you'll be healing learn to let go, learn to farewell as you know, the heart that just went loves you as well, and he said forever
keep still my heart, please learn it don't be obstinate you can say it you will learn to heal, i know it
keep still my heart, please say it let go. learn it. say goodbye now. its not forever.
22.9.09
If this is the life I had to lead, And the world around me, Is the end of days. What do I feel after? When all of this is lost, And the world is over. And my eyes will open again In a new world. Will I still taste your kiss? Smell your breath? Feel your skin? Is the love inside Will still feel the same? Will I still hold your hand? Feel your hug? Hear your whispers And good luck?
Or?
16.9.09
He who is gone
May not be forgotten
He who is breathless
Breathed in
Beats in.
The hand that's cold
My blood shall wash
Warmth
The heart that's gone
I will love.
The eyes that's close
I will heed
I need, I bleed.
Which my arms cannot hold,
Which my hands cannot touch,
Which my heart aches to love
My mouth aches to kiss
Thine ghost, lingers.
Thy love flounders, flourished.
plucked.
13.9.09
Even the night Is aware. That you are not here.
The day, the sun hit my face where your kiss use to sit.
My words cannot lie. Even the skies knows that you have left.
i'd like to write this with my hand. with the flick of my wrist. With the stroke of my fingers. With a pencil held between it. i'd like my thoughts in it. My shadow, my stares, my laughter, and the tears behind it. i'd like to write this with my palm caressing the paper. with my eyes on the lines, careful not to write beyond it. with the ink dripping on the pages. bonding with the paper, as one, conveying a message. Hoping you'd have a glimpse of the light behind the words. The beating of the heart of the writer, i hope you'll hear. inside the pages, you'll taste my tears, hear the echoes of my whisper, the crackles of my laughter in the air. And lend me your shoulder to lean on. but now, just let your eyes taste the words... and feel. Feel the sensation touching your heart. reaching, reaching... endlessly. i've shared with you...... a piece of me. -cc-24/3/10