Rest

As I lay back,

Head rested,

Body limp,

It is dark outside and in.

Sleep flutters,

Playing games with my lashes.

A soft dream beckons,

Delve into me.

Close your blinds gently,

I loosen my grip.

The world can wait,

As you and I regenerate.

Wielding Words

Word by word it rises up,
Word by word it all builds up,
A word, just words, is not enough.

And unlike how it all rose up,
Unlike how it all built up,
Word by word is not how,
The mountain of piled up words give up.

A flash, one tremor,
Is all enough,
To make this mountain,
Crumble to dust.

Nameless

5/2/2012

So I haven't written in a while,
Especially not a poetic verse.
Cuz lately I have no muse to feel for,
So this might sound a bit rehearsed.

And I'm writing this no matter how it sounds,
Cuz to me it sounds a bit insane.
There's so much that I feel inside
Things that sometimes I can't contain.

The distance might drag us down,
But with it comes anticipation too,
In the hope that when I see your face,
You'll feel for me just the way I have come to.

Each moment that we've spent together,
Has been etched into my best memories forever,

And with all that's been said and done,
Come rain or shine or a million suns,

Those memories are irreplaceable and so are you,
So - here's to you.

You Shine

5/2/2012

A glimpse fluttering through the cracks,
Not concrete but there,
Lingering.
It grows and grows,
Over powering, a rush.
A feeling explicit,
Not subtle anymore.
A burst of flames,
Volcanic.
Erupts.
And spills, overflowing,
Like a swelling of the heart.
Not red, not blush, not maroon enough -
Just a flash of intensity,
From your soul, to mine.

To me,
You shine.

It Can't Be That Simple

You can hold as tight
as you want,
you can fight back
against life forces.

Nature, Gravity, Time..

Like falling water
slipping through your fingers..

there's no holding life back.

You can fight against nature,
fight against gravity,
fight against Time..

or let destiny soothe you,
while you revel
in the tranquility of the drops
that were not yours to hold,
but can always be yours to cherish.

The Falling

Over and over again
the recurring rain it falls
and soon the noise
drowns out all emotion.

Defiant me, I sit..
Confused, and stubborn,
a fallen warrior.

The rain can see you,
she stands by your window panes,
crying out to you.

Come bathe in her,
come be her sun,
come bring the rainbow.
Familiar words.

Defiance is me,
Why should I?

Maybe because in times of past,
when your sky held clouds so grey,
she held on to make you last,
As the silver lining of your day.

As she falls the last few times,
maybe not all is lost,
but every fallen warrior knows,
Falling apart is easy,

Whats not is letting go.

As She Dreams

The dreams that she
would always see
about the we
that we could be,

have fallen down
against the frowns
and upside downs
of smiles we owned.

The dreams that she
would always believe
about the he
that he could be,

have crumbled slow
not knowing how
the high and low
could reach such lows.

Someday perhaps,
we will come back
to be the we
we never could be.

Eyes of Hope

"Fear is only in the eyes
of those that do not see hope."

But when the ones who see hope,
are let down - once,
twice, maybe some more,
the bitter space
that it leaves,
the void of faith
that it creates,
leaves an insentience
deep.
It plagues the mind,
it takes over sleep.
It makes each eye tear,
and each soul weep.

Hope would stay,
but instead comes fear.
And who is to blame,
but who hope revered?