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The Wait…..

The ruins of an abandoned heart waits somewhere, to be restored again…A devastated soul waits somewhere to be pulled together again…

Haunted memories roam the streets somewhere waiting to be free again…

Shackled dreams wait somewhere to be rescued again…

A disturbed self stays afloat cold winter nights, waiting for you…

To come and hold me, so tight..

And just to hear say, it’s okay…

I’m here….

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The Voice…..

At this particular point… Your voice is all I need to hear sometimes…

Not your words… Not your silhouette… Just your voice…

It’s just about enough to pick me up… And help me…

Help me walk again…

You are that you know… My Love….

The Soul Wound

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You know why shattered pieces of glass are better in your hand… All that you need, to remove them are a pair of tweezers… But Dreams… Oh my! Dreams, when they shatter… They shatter within you… Inside your soul… Where no tweezers or doctors have ever reached or ever will… They rupture your very being, you know… But I took this chance for you… Knowing you’re worth every bit the wound, no matter its degree of pain… As it’ll heal… It’ll heal with every smile of yours… My soul will inflate itself again to fill me full… With happiness borrowed from yours….

The Reality…..

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The day goes by in a flash of light…
But memories of you remain deep…
Yet surface most of the times…
Memories of all I know of you…
Begin then I, to imagine possibilities…
Of you and I…
The creative rolls of plastic in my mind then speak…
I picture you, holding my hand by the rising sun…
Like it saved itself from the ocean…
Just so we could, see each other in light…
I see you in tears far away, but not so much…
You see me and run to me…
Jump towards me with arms spread wide like mine…
The wings of an angel…
And hug me, tight…
We stay just there, in there…
Feeling our warmth…
Slithering fingers across our backs…
I can feel it you know…
In reality…
Even though I know its not…
I’m not so much delusional as I am hopeful…
Of this time to be true and ours…
I feel that sensation like its happening at this very moment…
A not so explainable feeling is what I feel…
Even when I as much as feel you around…
It may be an illusion to the naked eye…
But to my soul and everything I’ve stood for…
Loved for…
Reality is exaggerated…
Because mine is you…
I am mad maybe…
But for you…
And only you my love…
I’d choose to be mad in every life…
I’m given…
If its for you…
To be…
My Reality..

I’ll See You…..

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Few hours from now, I’ll see you again…

Hug you tight this time, I won’t refrain…

I’ll tell you how I’ve missed you, since last we met…

What an ache I felt, like being trapped in a net…

Caught between my mind and heart, I felt you there…

Everyday away, I pictured this day I swear…

Was it your eyes or your lips, or that smile you gave away…

All I know its you and only you, to whom my heart did sway…

Brief were those moments of insight, with you in my sight…

But embossed with your sketch, my heart took a flight…

Beer was your poison, exhaustion became our enemy…

But a story unfold, beyond the human anatomy…

Of souls and of stars, seducing my mind…

While I swam in your eyes, let my thoughts unwind…

Quiet you’d become after every three words, beauty personified…

I’d long for more words, feared to lose you, was petrified…

But this day has come, where I’m blessed to see you again…

Waiting for it to unwrap, feeling butterflies in vain…

Everything you are, all I remember through my senses…

I know you’ll retain, given any tenses….