Tag: poem

Ties

My happiness is tied to your love Are they not ? The inability to smile inside The impossibility Of you by my side Surely there are ties I guess the question is How long they stretch Before they finally snap

Moments

I’m beginning to forget that forgetting once seemed impossible, but forgetting has its limits   Some moments break out of our control, gaining its own will These moments we shared, so magical, so intense, comes and goes

42 folds to reach you

I wrote a letter to let you know how the year went by and the events that unfolded, leading me back to you   You are far away, amongst the stars and eternal nights Beautiful and pure You tend to hide, with one side in the dark but alas, we see you still   I wish […]

Moon

The moon, like you, Is far away from me, but it’s Our sole memento: If you look and recall our past Through it, we can be one mind. – Saigyo

Wide eyed

Our eyes met never mind the fact that the moon have no eyes, so to speak   Yet I know we were staring into each other and at least I was lost in its eyes, wide eyed tracing the depths of its sorrow and beauty, and all the unspeakable pasts endured thus far   I […]

Guitar

Perhaps in place of you I’ve found the guitar, not the same, not as lovely but it’s the only thing i love now each sustained note i pluck, a sustained cry out for you It’s lovely curve a substitute for the warmth of your body, I hug in place of you—and gently caress its strings, […]

Eyes II

My eyes searched yours for the poem that should have been but I see a future that is yesterday and the many nights long past  

Loop

Somethings loop— like the numbers that make up a year one to three hundred and sixty five the days and months and year looping while civilisation hangs on a thread but eternity is unnatural, a human construct a longing  

Mornings

Each morning is a new reality The light seeps in through my eyelids  but what should have been a renewed blesssing is accompanied by a renewed reality And each reality comes with the fact that you are no longer beside me

This thing

This unshakable feeling This thing Feasting upon my heart, my soul This thing  That I know of but can’t purge This thing  Called love(d)